"Virtuous nephew, are you really not going to attack Yang Zhai with me?" Zhu Jun said with some regret that Zhu Jun still admires He Xian very much. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Jun is different from Huangfu Song. Huangfu Song is a staunch party member, deeply appreciated by the former Taiwei Chen Fan and the former general Dou Wu, and has close contacts with the Yuan clan and other scholars and doctors in Runan, and also has a good relationship with the Peiguo Cao clan. He Jin usually has a close relationship with the ten permanent servants, so Huangfu Song doesn't even have a good impression of He Jin with He Xian. But Zhu Jun is a royalist, and he does not have much sense of identity with the scholar class. The Great Han and the Son of Heaven are the objects of his allegiance! He Xian was favored by the Son of Heaven, although he was young, he led the troops bravely, and did not hesitate to fight to the death for the people of Nanyang. In Zhu Jun's eyes, such a person is a talent, even if he is a rich second generation, it does not affect Zhu Jun's senses. From a certain point of view, Zhu Jun is a proponent of materialism. Of course, the premise is to be loyal to the Han family.

"Thank you for your kindness! Now, Bocai is a lost dog, and the two Zhonglang generals will definitely succeed! There is not much more than one He Xian. However, in the land of Nanyang, the yellow turban thieves are still rampant, and a certain general really can't bear to be abused by the people in his hometown...... "Although He Xian felt Zhu Jun's appreciation, it didn't make much sense to stay in Yingchuan any longer. Nanyang, there are more people who need him to protect.

"Since the virtuous nephew has made up his mind, he won't say more!" Zhu Jun stretched out his hand and patted He Xian's shoulder, "After the Yingchuan matter is decided, a certain person will definitely lead the troops into Nanyang, and then fight side by side with his virtuous nephew!" ”

"No! Xian is willing to be the precursor of the adult, and deal with that Zhang Mancheng first. Wait for the adults to come with Wang Shi and calm the Nanyang thieves in one fell swoop! He Xian hugged his fists and said goodbye, turned around and walked down the city head of Changshe, and joined Wen Xiang, Zhang Liao and others who were already waiting at the city gate. Target: Kunyang City. He Xian gave an order, and more than 1,000 horses rode westward, rolling up billowing dust and smoke.

After arriving in Kunyang, He Xian received an unfortunate news! After Zhang Mancheng learned that Yexian had fallen, he suspected that He Xian led the troops and left Nanyang to the north, so he coveted Hejiabao again, and sent troops to attack Hejiabao again, which has been 7 days! He Qian rushed from Kunyang to Hejiabao, it took 3 days to walk, and with the help of war horses, it would take at least one day and one night to travel. Can He Jiabao withstand the attack of the Yellow Turban Thief? Can Li Yan and a gust of wind complete the task?

He Xian was so anxious that he couldn't wait to fly to Wancheng. But he understood that this was something that could not be rushed, war was not a child's play, and the soldiers and horses under his command needed to be repaired, and ordnance and food needed to be replenished.

Hearing that He Jiabao was in danger, He Miao didn't want to go back even more. Guo Jia promised that after the two Zhonglang generals recovered Yang Zhai, he would send county soldiers to escort He Miao back to Luoyang. At the same time, if he could, He Miao would come forward and take Zhang Ji from Luoyang to Kunyang to treat Guo Jia's father, Guo Yan. He Xian did not see Guo Yan when he came to Kunyang twice this time, and according to He Miao's statement, the situation is not optimistic. He Miao had been eating and drinking in Kunyang for several days, and it was most reasonable to leave this matter to him.

Half a day later, He Xian said goodbye to He Miao and Guo Jia, led all the soldiers under his command, and left Kunyang at full speed. Arrived outside Hejiabao, it was already the early morning of the third day, judging from the news from He Qian, Li Yanhe had done a good job with a gust of wind, at least Hejiabao had not fallen into the hands of the Yellow Turban Thieves, but He Jiabao suffered heavy losses, because the Yellow Turban Thieves had prepared tens of thousands of wooden shields this time, so that the crossbows, arrow rain, and slabs that He Jiabao was proud of had greatly reduced their damage, and they had to adopt conventional methods of defending the city such as sasswood, boiling oil, and hand-to-hand combat, and the number of casualties naturally increased significantly......

He Xian hated him when he heard this, but after all, he overestimated Zhang Mancheng's IQ and underestimated Zhang Mancheng's revenge. Under the situation that the troops of the southern prefecture and county were close to him, he did not concentrate all his forces on a decisive battle with it, but he was unrelentingly entangled with Hejiabao, which had nothing to do with strategy and tactics, and he really did not care about the overall situation and did not understand the current affairs.

"All of them are dismounted and trimmed, no fires are allowed, only dry food is allowed! After two hours, get ready for battle! He Xian ordered, and at the same time asked Xiaoqiang to call all the generals to the pre-war mobilization meeting.

"Wen Yuan, are you interested in carrying out the beheading plan with me?" He Xian asked Zhang Liao with a cruel smile.

When Zhang Liao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he clasped his fists with both hands and said, "But according to the orders of the county lieutenant!" ”

"Good! Here's my plan......" Before He Xian finished speaking, he was unanimously opposed by Wen Xiang, Wen Ping, and He Qian, because it was too risky to do so. According to Wen Xiang's analysis, Zhang Mancheng's troops this time are about 30,000, and he has lost 5,000, and when he gets his full strength to attack the city, the remaining men and horses around him will be about 10,000. There are a total of 1,000 people in the face armor army plus the state army, as long as the battle formation remains intact, it is not an impossible task to take one as ten, which is much more secure than He Xian's tactics.

And the reason why Wen Ping and He Qian objected was that they could replace He Xian to charge into battle.

Wen Xiang's plan, of course He Xian thought of it. But in that case, it is safer, but it is almost impossible to kill Zhang Mancheng. The best result is to defeat Zhang Mancheng and let him retreat on his own, which is not what He Xian wants. This time, he wants bigger results! Take this opportunity to really hurt and injure the Yellow Turban Thief in Nanyang than to kill Zhang Mancheng directly!

"Wen Ping, He Qian, compared to the frontal battlefield, you have a more important task, that is, disguise yourself, blend into the Yellow Turban Bandit Army, and wait for the two sides to start fighting, you will be responsible for sniping the small leaders of the Yellow Turban Army and destroying their command system as much as possible! In this battle, our goal, the first is to kill Zhang Mancheng, and the second is to cripple this elite of Zhang Mancheng's descendant Yellow Turban! "If the special operations squad is used as a death squad, it will be too wasteful of resources. If there was enough time, He Xian even wanted to wait until it was dark to send a special operations team to carry out the assassination plan. With mental arithmetic or not, the probability of success is at least fifty percent. It's a pity that, judging from the condition of He Jiabao, he may not be able to withstand a day's attack again, so He Xian can only take the risk of carrying out the plan of the frontal battlefield!

"Uncle Sword Saint, I'm going to die, can't you come out yet?" He Xian shouted into the air.

Wang Yue walked out from behind an uncle with a helpless face. No one knows when he hid there.

"Are you sure you're going to charge?"

"Of course! Man is inherently dead, or as light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai! For the sake of relatives and friends in Hejiabao, for the people of Nanyang, and the world of the Han Dynasty, a certain vow to kill Zhang Mancheng! Even if he dies, he will die on the way to kill Zhang Mancheng! He Xian's face was pious, full of righteous brilliance.

"Okay, okay, don't shout the slogan anymore! I promised you to go with me, but the sword has no eyes, and even I don't have 100% confidence on the battlefield to protect you! Wang Yue said solemnly.

"If you want to say dangerous, of course there is! But war is not child's play, is it safe to hide behind? I, He Xian, position myself as not a wise general who can only shrink behind and shake a feather fan. I am a man who will eventually become a generation of peerless generals! Zhang Mancheng, just use his head to open up my heavy sword! This is He Xian's stinky fart declaration, whether it inspired Wang Yue is unknown, but it inspired He Xian himself, as well as He Xian's Wen Xiang, Wen Ping and others. They are He Xian's most determined generals, and He Xian's loyalty and courage have stimulated the blood of those who die as confidants! Although Zhang Liao has been following He Xian for a short time, as a bold and hot-blooded young man, at this moment, his blood is naturally boiling! Zhang Liao is eager to make contributions, just as He Xian is eager to become a peerless general in this era!