Chapter 39: Defeat
After the herald informed Liu Bei of the order, Jiang Sheng inquired in detail about the contents of the spies' report. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The news obtained by the info spies is that there are people all around the surrounding fifty miles, and no trace of the yellow turban has been found.
Jiang Sheng smiled: "Xuande is afraid that he was mistaken by the spies. The Yellow Turbans are all from the common people, they are farmers in peacetime and soldiers in wartime, and the Yellow Turbans are among the people. The spies made such a big effort to probe the enemy's situation, but all returned unscathed, they must have been known by the Yellow Turban, if my expectations are correct, Xuande will be defeated tomorrow! ”
Zhang He said: "The lord just smiled and said nothing, didn't he expect this?" ”
Jiang Sheng smiled: "I'm afraid that Junyi has already expected this, right?" ”
Zhang He scratched his head embarrassedly, while Deng Mao looked at Jiang Sheng and Zhang He inexplicably.
Jiang Sheng said: "Tell my department, there will be no war tomorrow, just go to sleep tonight!" ”
Deng Mao said: "Can the military order ......?" ”
Zhang He said: "Old Deng, what do you care about it?" The lord is to appease the soldiers and ensure rest. If you tell them to fight tomorrow, how many of them will be able to sleep well tonight? ”
Deng Mao nodded, this time he really understood. Zhang and Deng separately conveyed the order.
Jiang Sheng is planning tomorrow's war, and he who knows a little about history naturally knows that Liu Bei lost the first battle of Qingzhou.
On the second day, Liu Bei's troops began to form a team in a chaotic manner, but Jiang Sheng's team was still sleeping with their heads covered.
"Centurion Chief, Thousand Husband Elder Order All Ministries to Leave!" The herald came to urge.
"Please return to the elder Qianfu, the army will go first, and our department will catch up later."
Jiang Sheng sent the herald away, "Deng Mao! Where has righteousness gone? "Zhang He is not in the camp!
Jiang Sheng was a little annoyed, and at this time he saw Zhang He rolling under the saddle and getting off the horse, covered in dust.
"The Lord is angry! Eighty miles out of the night! It has arrived outside the city of Linzi! I look at the terrain along the way, and it is easy to set up ambushes. Here's the map I made! Zhang He's face was covered with dust and dust, and he handed over a silk book.
Jiang Sheng saw that although the painting was simple, the terrain distribution, the relative location and distance of the village were very detailed, and Jiang Sheng praised it.
"With such terrain, it is appropriate to set up a pocket formation to lure the enemy in!" Jiang Sheng said.
"Isn't the lord going to hand over this picture to Liu Bei?" Deng Mao Road.
"What's wrong?"
"Liu Bei is stubborn for his own use, and he has a lot of prejudices against the lord, I am afraid that this move will be useless." Zhang He said.
"Junyi, everything you just want to be worthy of your heart, as for how Liu Bei deals with it, it's not for us to worry."
"It's okay to think too much about it, but when the time comes, we will lose the battle, and we will not have our responsibility with the captain."
Jiang Sheng carried the map to look for Liu Bei, but could not find any of Liu Guanzhang, and asked a soldier who stayed in the camp, and the soldier told Jiang Sheng that Liu Daxian led the army to kill the enemy.
Jiang Sheng hurriedly returned to the camp to assemble the team, left fifty foot soldiers to guard the camp, and led a hundred-man cavalry team to trace it.
There are two ends of the table, not to mention that Jiang Sheng is looking for Liu Bei, just look at this Liu Bei.
Liu Guanzhang each led a team to march to Linzi in three ways, and he was still cautious at the beginning, but there was no abnormality after walking for thirty miles, and the report of the spies in the early stage was also that there was no trace of the yellow scarf, Liu Bei was relieved, and he ordered Guan and Zhang to quickly assemble in Linzi according to the original plan. Strive to get to your predetermined location before sunset.
Zhang Fei was convinced of the big-eared Liu Bei's words and urged the troops to speed up the march; Guan Yu had a heart, because he found that it was too smooth. In this way, the three-way cavalry, which was both five hundred, opened the distance, which was like two fists hitting people, without the coordination of the whole, although the punches came out, but there was no strength.
Liu Bei and Zhang Fei are like two punches that hit people, while Guan Yu is like a human body connecting two arms, and they are already half defeated tactically.
Jiang Sheng led a hundred horsemen to rush forward lightly, and at noon, he caught up with Guan Yu.
"Zicheng? Why are you here now? Guan Yu was a little blamed.
"Brother Yun, this battle must not be taken lightly!"
"Brother Zicheng, during the battle of Daxing Mountain, you also dared to fight, why did you get to Qingzhou, but your mother-in-law and mother-in-law?"
"Qingzhou Yellow Turban has always been fierce and able to fight, our army first came to Qingzhou, I don't know the depth, if it is ambushed, it will be defeated. And those yellow scarves are all commoners, so it's hard to tell ...... apart."
"Our army spies have been out for dozens of miles, there is no trace of the Yellow Turban, Linzi City is in danger, if you don't move quickly, I'm afraid that our army has not arrived, this Linzi has fallen into the hands of the Yellow Turban. But if thou shalt be afraid, go back to thy camp and do not follow. Guan Yu said unhappily.
"This is a map that my department explored, I hope it will be useful to Senior Brother Yun!" Jiang Sheng presented the map, Guan Yu took it, glanced at it, put it in his arms, and then waved his army south.
"Lord, this Guan Yu is too ignorant of lifting!" Deng Mao said angrily.
"History is history! Heaven wants him to lose, and it is beyond human power to change. Even so, it is the same robe, and our department must save him. Give the order to go down, camp on the spot, and rest for a while, for tonight we are the main force. Jiang Sheng shook his head and said to Zhang He and Deng Mao.
Jiang Sheng's hundred-man cavalry team was cultivated by him, coupled with Jiang Sheng's care and love, this hundred-man cavalry team is loyal, and only Jiang Sheng's orders are obeyed. said that it was rest, everyone rolled the saddle and dismounted, without saying a word, set up a simple camp tent, and Zhang He sent scouts to inquire about the military situation.
In the evening, Liu Bei and Zhang Fei converged, but Guan Yu was late, Zhang Fei became anxious, and said: "Second brother is not punctual, I have been waiting here for an hour, why haven't we arrived?" ”
"Third brother, don't be impatient, you and I are waiting here, Yun Chang will not miss the appointment."
It is more than 80 miles away from Linzi City, although it is a plain, but the forest is luxuriant, and it is not like the plain area of Jizhou. It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the surrounding woods were very quiet.
Liu Bei's troops camped in the forest, which was a big taboo in itself, but fortunately, the team was sparse and not wiped out.
"Who?" Zhang Fei suddenly drank violently.
The people were alert, and they mounted their horses and swords, ready to meet the battle.
Suddenly, the surrounding torches were lit, and shouts of killing erupted. The torches in the dense forest are dense, the sound of killing is shocking, the torches are bright, and countless men are wrapped in yellow scarves on their heads, surrounding and killing.
Liu Beijun hurriedly responded to the battle, completely out of order, and fought separately in a bunch in the east and in the west.
After all, the Youzhou cavalry was still well-trained, and they could still conduct squad battles under the command of the commander and the tun commander when they could not form a formation, causing great damage to the Yellow Turban Army.
The Yellow Turban Army was numerous, and it was night, it seemed endless, Liu Beijun was not familiar with night fighting, and he was divided and surrounded by the Yellow Turban Army without supporting it for long, and the team of nearly 1,000 people was divided into more than ten places, fighting endlessly.
"Guan Yunchang is here!" At this time, Guan Yu led the army to kill, but it was a drop in the bucket, and he was divided into seven or eight shares by the Yellow Turban Army in an instant. The cavalry rushed in, but it was no joke, dozens of yellow turban foot soldiers were trampled into flesh and mud when they were interspersed and divided, and they were bloody.
Liu Bei's gong sounded nearby, which was a signal to regroup, and the three teams of Liu, Guan, and Zhang rushed to kill, trying to turn the pieces into wholes, but with little success.
The cloudy sky darkened, and the last shimmer of light vanished. The sound of killing in the woods eighty miles away from Linzi shook the sky, and from time to time there were miserable shouts.
After Guan Yu slashed and killed dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers, he shouted: "The thief army is strong, and each department breaks through on its own, withdraws from here to the west, and has its own team to respond." ”
Speaking of this, Guan Yu suddenly thought of Jiang Sheng's hard persuasion, and he couldn't regret it, the three of them were indeed impatient and rash, and they were too light on the enemy, and it was too late to say anything at this moment, so they could only break through.
Zhang Fei's war horse was cut by the yellow turban and injured his leg, throwing Zhang Fei down, Zhang Fei danced the snake spear, desperately killed a bloody road, and walked westward, Liu Bei only led dozens of cavalry to kill, Guan Yu was okay, the loss was not large, and it was relatively easy to break through.
The yellow scarves were in hot pursuit, and those soldiers who had no horses were caught up with them, and they were cut indiscriminately, which was extremely tragic. At this time, a cavalry force was killed on the flanks.
This cavalry had neither shouting nor war drums, and came quietly, but it contained a strong murderous aura. A team of twenty people, twisted into a strand, like five wedges into the ground, into the formation of the yellow scarf. The leader in the middle lane is that Jiang Sheng, Tiangangliang silver spear dances impermeable, flesh and blood fly in front of him, Zhang He on the right wing, and the long-handled knife flies up and down, like a killing god descending. That Deng Mao is not ambiguous, there is only one word: kill!