However, for all this, Liu Futong and others in the south still did not know. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSo in Bianliang Road, which is known as the Central Plains, the fierce war is still going on, and it has reached a white-hot stage.

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Time flies, and seven days later, that is, on the ninth day of the third month of the twelfth year of Zhizheng, because of the repeated good news on the battlefield on the eastern front, Zhang Shihua finally couldn't help but leave the safe city of Xuzhou, and personally led a 10,000-strong army under his command to push the position of the front line to the north to the south bank of Weishui.

And this means that in these days, the three county towns south of Weishui next to Xuzhou, Changge, Weichuan and Yuncheng have all fallen under Zhang Shihua's control. With the help of Weishui, after the three county towns were connected into a line, Zhang Shihua finally formed a tight defense line in the north of Xuzhou, firmly defending his rear.

And for Zhang Shihua's such a move, with the remnants of his troops defeated, Zhang Shihua's black-clothed army was too scared and highly nervous.

Because when Zhang Shihua took control of Weishui, Zhang Shihua's troops were already directed at the Weishi City where he was located.

However, when he found out that Zhang Shihua did not immediately attack him, but established a defensive line on the south bank of Weishui, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in panic. However, even so, there are still seven or eight pairs of officers and soldiers scouting on the north bank of Weishui every day, and they always pay attention to Zhang Shihua's movements.

Obviously, the fiasco not long ago really scared him.

And let's not say that he doesn't spend too much, at this time, just say this side first. To tell the truth, since he left Beijing last year, this long war that lasted for several months has really been destroying Yexian's sensitive nerves that are not strong in bearing.

Although people like him are in the capital, they still inevitably deal with all kinds of intrigues. But in the capital, the intrigues and intrigues of his brother under the protection of Toktok are still too small compared to the bloody and brutal fighting on the battlefield.

It's okay if the wind is smooth, but under the temptation of great military achievements, he can still hold on to it. But since the last fiasco, and narrowly and dangerously led the remnants of the defeated army to flee back from the battlefield at night, the perennial pampered also first, it is inevitable that he has a deep fear of death.

Let's just say that after the last time he fled back to Xiangcheng in panic like a lost dog, he couldn't help but have nightmares for more than half a month in a row.

And every nightmare ended on a stormy night, when he was in his tent and was beheaded with a steel knife by a man who looked down on him but tied a red scarf on his head.

So after that, even if he slept at night, he had to be surrounded by a hundred loyal generals who would be guarding him without sleep.

But today, as the war progresses, his fear has not only not diminished, but has intensified.

Although he led more than 100,000 officers and soldiers at this time, and the army, men and horses and camps were indescribably large, this could not withstand the successive failures.

Especially after the news of the disastrous defeat of the 40,000 elite soldiers on the Western Front, his fear of death has also reached its peak since then. After all, he is only thirty years old, and he is in the prime of a man's life, and at this time, he must not be afraid of death.

Therefore, since the day the news of Taibuhua's defeat came, the guards around his tent who had been guarding him had been sleeping tirelessly. Until today, that is, on the tenth day of the third month of the leap month, the number of guards around him has gradually expanded to more than 500 people. So much so that now it looks like his Chinese army camp is in a military parade every day.

Although some loyal generals have advised him that doing so will not only not play the exemplary role that a commander should have, but will also greatly reduce the courage of the soldiers.

But this kind of talk is obviously of no use to those who are extremely afraid of death.

So until today, he didn't dare to fight Liu Futong and them while procrastinating, but on the other hand, he did his own thing, constantly increasing the guards around him.

However, it is estimated that Ling Yexian himself did not expect that he was timid and afraid of death, and he could not hold on to the method of slacking off in combat, but began to gradually force Liu Futong and others to a dead end.

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"Dog's day, this bastard hung up the battle card today, and the brothers took turns shouting and scolding outside for most of the hour, and this bastard coward was stunned and didn't send out a single soldier! This bastard! Luo Wensu, who was wearing armor and wearing armor, returned from the battlefield, and after entering Liu Futong's Chinese army tent, he patted his thigh angrily, but he couldn't help but say this to Liu Futong.

And Liu Futong, who has always been as deep as water, heard this, not only did not say anything to stop Luo Wensu, but also inadvertently, frowned worriedly. Obviously, he also felt depressed and helpless about Yexian's turtle shell tactics.

However, Liu Futong is not the first after all, he can become the leader of today's hundreds of thousands of rebel rebels from a small patrol rich man, Liu Futong understands how to establish his prestige in front of outsiders. So after frowning slightly, he also pretended to be a bamboo in his chest and said to Luo Wensu: "Hehe, Wensu doesn't need to care, I have long expected that the Tartars will not dare to confront us and others." You should retreat and rest first, as for the destruction of the enemy, I have my own way. ”

"This ...... In this case, the last general also retired. Hearing Liu Futong's words like this, Luo Wensu suppressed the curiosity in his heart, hugged his fist at Liu Futong, and couldn't help but stride back.

And after he retreated, Liu Futong, who was originally a bamboo in his chest, couldn't help but be gloomy.

"Quick, call me the quartermaster among the generals!" Liu Futong, who was sitting on the main seat, gently frowned and commanded.

And after hearing his command, one of the guards under the tent sang a fat promise, and then he couldn't help but take three steps and two steps to preach for him.

A moment later, the quartermaster of Liu Futong's army also came to Liu Futong's Chinese army camp as ordered.

"Subordinates meet the marshal!" After the quartermaster stepped into the big tent of the Chinese army, when he saw Liu Futong sitting on the main seat, he couldn't help but bow down like this.

Seeing this, Liu Futong first soothed his brows, and then couldn't help but wave his hand to let the person stand up. "Quartermaster, let me ask you, if the army has two meals a day, how many days is it enough for the army?"

"If you go back to the marshal, if you have two meals a day, the food in the army is only enough to eat for seven days." Hearing Liu Futong's question, the quartermaster made a silent calculation in his heart, and then couldn't help but say so.

When Liu Futong heard this, he frowned imperceptibly, and then couldn't help but ask in a calm tone: "Is it only enough to eat for seven days?" ”

"Back to the marshal, seven days is already the limit. There are as many as 140,000 soldiers and horses in this army, and even if they are all given one meal a day, the food used by this person every day should be astronomical. After fighting for so long, the rear battalion supplies have also been emptied. Therefore, seven days is already the limit for our army. Hearing Liu Futong's question, the quartermaster standing under the tent couldn't help but say with such a sad face.

When Liu Futong heard this, he sighed softly, and then couldn't help but say, "Okay, I understand." Stand down, stand down. ”

"Hey, my subordinates obey!" Hearing this, the quartermaster clenched his fists and retreated.

And after he retreated, Liu Futong, who had a gloomy face, got up and looked at the camp of Yexian opposite, and finally couldn't help but hammer the table in anger.

"It has to be done quickly!" Looking at the enemy camp opposite, Liu Futong, who had a gloomy face, couldn't help but say so angrily.

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Early the next morning, outside the city, hundreds of thousands of troops from both sides confronted each other. Under Liu Futong's military order, a total of 70,000 soldiers and horses from the old camp and the outer battalion took more than an hour, and they couldn't help but form a huge military formation that could not be seen at a glance.

"The officers and men of the three armies obey the order, the marshal has an order, attack and kill today, whoever can break the camp first, the official will be promoted to the third level, and the reward will be a thousand taels of silver! In addition, in today's war, in addition to grain and grass, the rest of the wealth, silk, weapons and other things, if they are captured, they will all belong to themselves, no matter whether they are old camps or other camps, they will not be handed over at all! ”

Therefore, it is now time to seal the wife and son, and make meritorious achievements. Undoubtedly, you will kill the Tartars! Before the start of the war, hundreds of heralds shouted like this, and almost instantly, Liu Futong's military orders spread everywhere.

When tens of thousands of Red Turban Rebels heard Liu Futong's words, under the temptation of huge interests, these soldiers and horses couldn't help but swarm towards the can't shrink from the enemy camp on the opposite side with the rumbling war drums.

Seeing this, the officers and soldiers on the opposite side of the defenders broke out another round of fierce battles with their enemies under the roar of their respective generals.

I have to say that from Zhang Shihua's point of view, this offensive and defensive battle is a very bad war.

After the fierce battle broke out, neither the large number of Red Turban Army nor the equally large number of officers and soldiers of the defenders could give full play to their huge superiority in strength.

Just look at the Red Turban soldiers on the attacking side, you can know that the 70,000 Red Turban Army did not even organize the most basic formation when attacking. And as for the command of the war drums and banners, it was even more of a joke for this chaotic army.

Because of the incomparably complex composition of the army, this huge Red Turban Army did not even have a unified banner. Therefore, the command of the Lingqi is completely ineffective against them, and it is even more necessary to say that the command of the drum is more complicated than the Lingqi.

Therefore, the 70,000 Red Turban Army, except for a very small number of more than 10,000 old battalion troops, which have an orderly organization, the remaining tens of thousands of troops are just led by various small groups, blindly launching this wave of attacks against their enemies.

Such an army is not as good as Zhang Shihua's well-trained black-clothed army. Even the 30,000 soldiers and horses that are too inexpensive to match with artillery can be estimated to be able to defeat the 70,000 Red Turban Army.

But the only fortunate thing is that under the command of Yesen, their enemies are worse than them.

After all, even those who don't spend too much on commanders, who claim to be the elite of the elite in the army of officers and soldiers, are rotten like that. Not to mention these ordinary court soldiers and horses.

Therefore, under the chaotic and frenzied attack launched by the Red Turban Army, those officers and soldiers who were underpaid, exploited, and oppressed by the bureaucratic stratum could not help but be beaten by them and did not dare to take the lead.

Therefore, an hour after the start of the war, the red turban soldiers on the attacking side could not help but gradually gain the upper hand.

However, what made Liu Futong extremely anxious was that although their side had achieved some advantages, under the resolution of the enemy's huge forces, this advantage was still difficult to affect the overall situation. So after two hours of fierce fighting, the attackers and defenders were once again at a stalemate.

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"The marshal has an order, and those who retreat die, give it to me!" In the middle and rear of the huge army, the elite old battalion troops under Liu Futong's account kept roaring like this, trying to drive those foreign battalion troops to come forward.

But this drive obviously doesn't have much effect. After all, those heroes in the outer camp are not fools, and they have witnessed the cruel side of the troubled times, and they have long known deeply that the army is the foundation of their own lives.

Therefore, no matter how angry the old battalion behind them is, as long as the knife is not really against them, it is impossible for this group of people to kill Liu Futong. Therefore, after the war has reached a stalemate, it is obviously unrealistic to rely on this group of people to fight a tough battle.

Don't talk about them, let's talk about the old battalion troops under Liu Futong.

In the middle and rear of the nearly 70,000 Red Turban Army, the old battalion troops of nearly 20,000 horses are indeed the most elite and loyal men and horses under Liu Futong's account. But it is precisely for this reason that Liu Futong is obviously not willing to gnaw hard bones with these old battalion troops.

After all, the total number of troops in the old battalion under his command was only a little over 50,000. These old battalion troops, aren't they the foundation of his Liu Futong's life?

So this is also the embarrassment of the huge number of Red Turban Army, although these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses are nominally under Liu Futong's orders. But in reality, they are more like a huge and complex alliance army, and Liu Futong, the nominal marshal, is actually just the leader of the alliance army.

And in such a situation, you obviously can't expect this group of guys with different minds to work together to gnaw hard bones.

Therefore, it is precisely for this reason that this group of Red Turban Army, which has clearly surpassed the officers and soldiers in terms of combat strength, will not be able to meet the victory for a long time, and even gradually begin to push themselves to a dead end.

And Liu Futong naturally knows about this, but in this regard, Liu Futong is also willing but powerless. After all, if he, the marshal, took the lead in annexing his subordinates, then they would only be greeted by fragmentation and his own death.