Qinghe has become a hell of blood and fire, and both sides have fought with all their might.

Although one side is composed of 5,000 soldiers of the garrison, they have been trained, they have been given the most adequate weapons and equipment, and the most important thing is that they have a firm belief, so in the face of the desperate attack of 20,000 Cao troops, they are determined to fight bloodily, and in the face of Cao army's several attacks on the city, they all use their lives to drive Cao troops down, each time is a desperate fight, desperate fighting, never take a step back.

In fact, Xiahou Yuan has also entered a dead end, three days of grain and grass is about to run out, and there is not much grain and grass left in the collection, he must now open the Qinghe River in front of him, not only because he wants to complete the strategic goal, but the most important thing is that there are a large number of evacuated people in Qinghe City, as well as a large number of grain and grass materials, which can not only make him young and strong, but also solve his urgent need for food and grass.

As long as he takes Qinghe, the grain and grass materials in it are enough for his 20,000 horses to consume for two or three years, and as long as he occupies the foothold of Qinghe, he can easily roar around this vast area.

There is another point, so that he must take Qinghe as soon as possible, because he has smelled the danger around him, the patrol posts he sent out have people disappearing every day, and his patrol posts are the elite of the elite, which is definitely not something that the local people can do, there must be an elite army of Lu Peng around him, peeking at him.

Who will they be? The answer was already in his mind, because according to intelligence, Cao Ren Cao Zhen's cavalry attracted Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun still left 10,000 cavalry to maneuver in the east. Of course, he didn't know that Gao Gan had already joined this team with 10,000 cavalry, and now there were 20,000 iron cavalry peeping at him behind him.

However, this estimated 10,000 cavalry has already made Xiahou Yuan feel that Rumang is on his back, infantry against cavalry, if in the field, there is no advantage, so it is necessary to take Qinghe, relying on the city wall, as long as relying on the city wall, the 10,000 cavalry left by Zhao Yun will be helpless against himself. Because the cavalry attacked the city wall, it was absolutely unrealistic, not only inexperienced, but also a waste, each cavalry paid for about ten times the infantry, let them consume in the siege, it is definitely a stupid idea that outweighs the losses, he thinks that the frustration will never make such a stupid decision.

However, Qinghe's defense did make Xiahou Yuan feel helpless, but there was a garrison composed of a group of young and strong people, and it blocked his 20,000 most elite Cao family soldiers.

Such a defensive force, placed in its own administrative office, can only be used to maintain law and order, even if it has no ability to attack the stronger rogues.

As a result, Lu Peng's garrison was only 5,000 people, and he relied on Qinghe City to block his army for two days, and let his army suffer many casualties, which was indeed unexpected by Xiahou Yuan, and he had to admire Lu Peng's popularity.

Fortunately, in any case, the garrison composed of young and strong people, although the will to fight is firm, but after all, there are few people, and under the attack of day and night in the past two days, it finally took the south gate.

In the face of such an achievement, Xiahou Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened a gap, and Qinghe City was his own.

When his own Cao army swarmed in from the city gate, Xiahou Yuan decided to slaughter all the old and weak in the city to save food, coerce all the young and strong, and prepare to meet the 10,000 cavalry of the frustrated award, and then consume the 10,000 cavalry of the frustrated army here, then the entire Yizhou defense line, there will be no more Lu Peng's mobile troops, so in the near future, this rich, mouth-watering Yizhou will be included in his own bag, not only to provide Cao Cao's million army with a steady stream of rich grain and grass materials, can also completely shake Lu Peng's military morale, then in this decisive battle, his own side will win.

With such a beautiful idea, Xiahou Yuan personally entered Qinghe City, ready to accept the surrender of the local officials and implement his plan.

However, when he walked into Qinghe City, the situation was once again unexpected by him, because he did not see the officials of Qinghe City kneeling on the ground to meet him, nor did he see the people running and fleeing, they were greeted by officials at all levels with the resistance of the people, because he saw with his own eyes that a high-crowned civil official, with a thin hand, wielding a sword worn by a civil official, rushed towards him.

The wide robe limited his speed of running, made him stagger, and the thin countenance, the almost gray beard, made him judge that the man was old.

But it was this old and emaciated civil official, wielding his sword like a piece of iron for its decoration, that rushed towards his wolf-like army, staggering, but not shining. And behind him, it should be his subordinates at all levels, and then behind, there are countless black and oppressive people, they are holding kitchen knives and sticks, they are holding bricks and tiles, following this old man, and rushing towards his tiger and wolf army without hesitation.

This old man was cut into a pile of meat by his own soldiers in a blink of an eye, but the subordinate people behind him still charged one after another, killing batch after batch, but it was still endless.

The Cao army, who rushed in, was blocked here by these people.

After Xiahou Yuan's desperate slaughter, there was no one left standing on this street.

However, what made Xiahou Yuan even more painful was that the street battle began, every house, every courtyard, every street, every alley, was fighting desperately, screams and shouts, earth-shattering, endless, every time he pushed forward, Cao Jun had to pay a huge price, making Cao Jun's advance slower and slower.

The battle continued, the number of Cao's army was constantly declining, and if the battle continued like this, it would be a disaster for Xiahou Yuan.

So in order to solve the battle as soon as possible and occupy Qinghe as soon as possible, Xiahou Yuan transferred all the 5,000 soldiers who were left outside the city to guard against the sudden appearance of the cavalry of the Lu family army into Qinghe and participated in the street duel here.

Due to the addition of 5,000 new troops, the street battles in Qinghe began to develop in the direction of Xiahou Yuan, and the speed of advancing into the city began to accelerate.

But just when Xiahou Yuan was just breathing a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard a rumbling thunder outside the window, looking up at the sky, the blue sky was like a wash, and Xiahou Yuan's cold sweat came down, because he understood that the enemy, at this most critical time, launched an attack on him, and with his years of experience in warfare, the enemy definitely not only had 10,000 cavalry, but at least 20,000 horses.

Xiahou Yuan pondered for a while, and judged that he had gone in a big way, so he immediately rectified the 5,000 soldiers he had just rushed in, left the soldiers in the city, and let them entangle Lu Peng's troops, Xiahou Yuan took 5,000 men and horses, rushed out of the east gate that had just been occupied, and ran directly in the direction of Xu Chu.

(End of chapter)