Text 110 war

In the hall, Zhang Fei pondered for a while, hugged his fists and said, "General, changing the commander in battle, this is a taboo for soldiers." Moreover, the Xiliang rebels are now short of food, and our army can wait a few days to counterattack the Xiliang army. My lord, in the opinion of the last general, is it better to rush to the general for 800 miles to explain the situation and take down the Xiliang rebels. ”

As soon as Zhang Fei's voice fell, Huangfu shook his head, and he knew Zhang Fei's plan in an instant, but he didn't say it thoroughly. At this time, Liang Yan said, "General, what Zhang Duwei said is very true. As the saying goes, when the general is outside, the king's order is not granted, not to mention, in today's form, if the general is changed in battle, the morale of the army will inevitably be unstable, and the general should think twice! ”

"No need," Huangfu Song waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty has already planned everything, even if Ben General is not here, the Xiliang rebels can't have any crisis against Sanfu." Okay, that's all for today's discussion, tomorrow you and others will step up their patrols and wait for the arrival of the new general of the chariot cavalry. ”

Late that night, Zhang Fei tossed and turned on the couch, always unable to sleep, had no choice but to put on a coat, opened the window in the house, leaned against the window railing, looked up at the bright moon, on the handsome face, the eyebrows were sometimes wrinkled, sometimes stretched.

Recruited, Zhang Fei muttered in a low voice, "It's been more than a year since I came here, and the trajectory of history has been slowly changing, is this good or bad?" Zhang Fei's heart was full of worry. According to historical development, Huangfu Song was impeached in July, and then returned to Jizhou, and Zhang Wen took over as the general of the Che Cavalry, but now at this time, it has been a full month in advance, not to mention the future changes, just in front of him, the newly emerged Yang Cheng and Zhu Kun, both of whom are generals of the bear and tiger, and when they reach adulthood, they are afraid that they are not much weaker than themselves at the peak.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fei shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and said angrily, "Grandma's, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, Lao Tzu will not believe it, with my mind that has exceeded 2000 years, I can't do these people, it's really not good," Zhang Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Lao Tzu will create a peaceful and prosperous world by himself." Saying that, Zhang Feihu's eyes were bright and resolute. At the same time, a trace of ambition is like spring grass, secretly planting a seed in Zhang Fei's heart, waiting for the spring rain to take root and sprout.

A few days later, Huangfu Song was called away, and the new general Zhang Wen took over, and the deputy general Yuan Peng, commanded more than 100,000 cavalry to guard Chencang Pass.

Just took over Chen Cangguan, due to the unstable morale of the army, the cadres and colonels under the command of the former Huangfu Song were not convinced, which made Zhang Wen clearly realize that his military prestige in the army was not enough. Therefore, Zhang Wen wanted to have a head-to-head battle with the Xiliang rebels to reinvigorate morale and establish his military prestige in the army. Therefore, Zhang Wen put aside the proposal of the generals in the army, and sent people to send a war letter to the Xiliang rebels outside the city to fight to the death.

At dusk that day, Beigong Boyu, Bian Zhang, and Li Wenhou discussed in the tent to confirm that Zhang Wen was not playing any tricks, and readily agreed to Zhang Wen's war letter, saying that they would fight a decisive battle outside the city three days later.

In the face of the first battle, Zhang Wen did not dare to underestimate it, and hurriedly summoned the generals in the army to discuss.

In the hall, Zhang Wen, a cavalry general dressed in armor, looked at the generals in the hall, "Everyone, tomorrow is the first battle of our army, how to deploy it to break the Xiliang army."

As he spoke, Zhang Wen's gaze crossed Zhang Fei, Liang Yan, Tao Qian and other former generals of Huangfu Song, and put his eyes on Zhou Shen, the general of Dangkou, the general Huangfu Song, and Sun Jian, who participated in the military. In Zhang Wen's mind, Zhang Fei and the others were the former generals of Huangfu Song, if he asked them to take attention, he would not be ridiculed by them for not being as good as Huangfu Song. Moreover, the people under his command are no worse than the original generals of Huangfu Song, not to mention the Jiangdong Tiger Sun Jian, just say that this captivated general Dong Zhuo, he also often deals with the Qiang people, and knows their habits very well, so why bother asking others in one move.

Sure enough, under Zhang Wen's gaze, Dong Zhuo arched his hand and said, "General, although the Xiliang rebels fought bravely, they completely relied on the momentum of the war horses, and there was no battle formation. Once our army is entangled with the Xiliang rebels, these 100,000 Xiliang iron horsemen will be useless, just like the lamb waiting for the cubs, waiting for the butcher's knife of our army. ”

"That's it," Zhang Wen narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and stroked the three-foot silver beard under his chin. Recruited, the corners of Zhang Wen's mouth outlined a smile.

Three days later, the two sides had 200,000 troops outside Chencang Pass, and the black pressure was like a dark cloud, stretching for dozens of miles.

In Chencang Pass, above the city gate, Guo Zhong's face showed a look of disgruntle, and he slammed his fist on the women's wall, "His grandmother's actually let us stay in the city, this fucking is obviously deliberately alienating us, afraid that our war achievements will be taken away by us."

"Guo Zhong," Liang Yan scolded, "look at how the Che Cavalry General breaks the enemy." ”

Outside the city, in the Xiliang camp, the Xiliang cavalry rode steadily on the war horses, all of them were like eating hormones, gearing up, just waiting for the order of the Chinese army, they could swarm up and tear apart the Han army that had been obstructed for a long time in front of them.

In the Xiliang Central Army, Han Sui, known as the Yellow River of the Nine Songs, squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the Han army camp. Recruited, the corners of Han Sui's mouth naturally hooked a smile, this smile, with a touch of chill, "General Beigong, General Wenhou, opposite, there are your old acquaintances, do you want to go over and reminisce about the past." ”

"Reminiscence," Li Wenhou and Beigong Boyu first looked at Han Sui's line of sight. Quietly, a familiar word "Dong" was reflected in the eyes of the two.

"Dong Zhuo," Beigong Boyu stared at his eyes, and his hand subconsciously stroked the waist and ribs of the armor. Suddenly, Beigong Boyu's eyes burst out with a murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ben Jiang has nothing to talk about with him, the only thing is to see the real chapter under his hands." ”

Li Wenhou glanced sideways at Beigong Boyu and said, "Wait for Dong Zhuo to hand it over to you, and I will deal with the Han army." ”

"Okay," Beigong Boyu nodded heavily, staring at the battlefield on the right side of the Han army with wolf-like eyes. Even if there are 20,000 iron horsemen under Dong Zhuo's command, there are also 50,000 Xiliang iron horsemen under his command, and these 50,000 iron horsemen are also battle-hardened.

Li Wenhou and Han Sui glanced at each other, the two of them smiled heartily, and threw the difficult bones to Beigong Boyu. The rest is the weaker Han army, according to Li Wenhou, some of the 100,000 troops in front of him were incorporated through the Yellow Turban Uprising, and of course, some of them were the "elite" of the imperial court, but when this elite is said, I am afraid that it will have to be handed over to know.

Suddenly, Bian Zhang made the cronies around him blow the horns, and a dull sound slowly floated outside Chen Cangguan.

Suddenly, a torrent poured out from the Xiliang camp, aiming directly at the headquarters of the Han Army. (To be continued.) )