Chapter 222: The Final Counterattack

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The sky was gray, the drizzle was non-stop, the pedestrians on the street were sparse and hurried, but everyone's face was more or less with a hint of a smile, and the vigorous Bingzhou army invaded the county seat, and they did not commit any offence against these ordinary people, but the county government treasury was completely moved, which was really strange.

Although it was drizzling, it was difficult to hide the enthusiasm in their hearts, and when they met a random person, they talked about this unbelievable thing the most, but today, they all closed their mouths tightly, and their eyes looked in the direction of the county government from time to time, where a group of uninvited guests came.

In the dilapidated county office, Han Meng's big horse golden knife sat on the main seat, and his fierce beard was like a sharp thorn on his dark face.

Shangquyang, a few days ago was just broken by Zhang Quan's general Zhu Wu led the army, the treasury was looted, the county order, the lieutenant knew that it was difficult to escape, before he came, he had already rolled up his home and fled.

Han Meng received Yuan Shao's order, quickly collected 4,000 soldiers and horses in the territory of Zhongshan Kingdom, and advanced to Shangquyang despite the rainy weather, but there was still no trace of Zhu Wu's army.

Having personally experienced the battle under Gaoyi City, all the generals in Jizhou felt very aggrieved, and so did Han Meng, and Han Rong's death made him full of hatred for Bingzhou, and swore to see one person kill one until he was killed.

Under Gaoyi City, there is a divine shooting Hua Rong suppressed, and there is a fierce dragon and a Ding, Han Meng does not dare to act rashly, but here, Han Meng has no scruples at all, he just hopes to meet Zhu Wu as soon as possible, kill him, and give Zhang Quan an unforgettable lesson.

When he arrived in Shangquyang, Han Meng sent people around to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhu Wu's subordinates, and he waited for news in the empty county office.

Just when Han Meng closed his eyes to recuperate, a member of the small sect rushed in, followed by a bone-chilling cold wind, and suddenly the warm room was much colder, the first to bear the brunt was Han Meng, who was in the center of the head, and the sturdy and majestic Han Meng also shivered in the face of the biting cold wind that broke in.

Xiaojiao rushed straight to Han Meng, landed on one knee, clenched his fists, and looked up at Han Meng: "General, no trace of the Shangdang army has been found near Tang Zhi Lingshou in the south. ā€

"No, do you know where they went?" Han Meng stared at Xiaojiao with Niu Da's eyes.

Xiaojiao used to belong to the county soldiers, belonging to the kind of people who eat and wait for death, and take silver, but suddenly was recruited by Han Meng to become a regular army, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, coupled with Han Meng's devouring expression, he could still be calm, and he couldn't speak well, "It seems to be......... It seems to be ......... Withdraw....It's time to ...... It's here."

"Where?" Han Meng was already an anxious person, seeing that Xiaojiao couldn't say it for a long time, he was anxious, strode off the case, lifted Xiaojiao up out of thin air, and shouted in Xiaojiao's ear like an angry lion.

Leng Bufan was lifted in the air by Han Meng, Xiaojiao was shocked and inexplicable, and finally squeezed out the words and held them back, suddenly a lion's roar in his ears, buzzing in his ears, and squeezed out the words he returned to his mouth again, "It's really decided!" ā€

"Bad luck!" got the answer he wanted, Han Meng's hand loosened, and Xiaojiao fell to the ground on all fours, screaming in pain.

The little sect grinned and rubbed his buttocks, and when he saw Han Meng staring at him viciously, he closed his mouth all of a sudden, and suddenly felt that his body was no longer painful, and he looked at Han Meng in a daze and didn't dare to move the slightest.

After glaring at Xiaojiao, Han Meng strode to the case, his cold gaze swept over the next group of generals, and spoke, his voice was very loud, "Order the whole army to gather and go to Lingshou!" ā€

After speaking, he walked out of the lobby first, and the generals on both sides looked at each other, followed closely behind him with their heads down, and rushed out.

There are still thirty or forty miles away from Lingshou, Zishui passes through quietly, due to the influence of continuous rainy weather on the land of HB, the water at this time is abundant, the waves are turbulent, it is several times the usual, and the waves of water rush on both sides from time to time.

At this time, a team of soldiers and horses stepped on the mud and hurried over the drizzle, it was Han Meng and his party.

Han Meng expected that the soldiers who divided their troops to plunder were like the fat pigs that had been rounded, and they had long lost the sharpness they had at the beginning, and if they could catch up now, they would definitely be able to make a lot of money without much effort, so the journey of seventy or eighty miles, and it was raining weather, it took two days to arrive.

These 4,000 people were not elite, and most of them had been dragged down by him by such a high-intensity march, but because of Han Meng's fierce reputation, they followed him.

"If the general continues like this, there is no need to fight, he will fall first!" The adjutant general couldn't stand it and persuaded him.

Han Meng looked back at the staggered soldiers, and scolded angrily: "A bunch of waste! ā€

The adjutant general's face was not too good-looking, but he still said patiently: "General, it's dark today, why don't you rest for one night, and how about speeding up the march tomorrow?" ā€

After glancing at the sky, and then thinking about the unscrupulous sergeant behind him, Han Meng frowned, and said fiercely: "A group of useless things, rest here today, and continue tomorrow."

The gloomy face of the adjutant general "No" was slightly happy.

Without waiting for the deputy general to leave, Han Meng pointed his spear and drank coldly, "Tell them that if someone is left behind tomorrow, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ā€

"Yes," the lieutenant bowed his head and left.

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Inside Lingshou City

Luo Tong and several lieutenant generals also sat in the county office.

Hua Rong commanded 7,000 cavalry, and it took a day to quickly reach Zhending through the rain curtain, and told Zhang Quan's order to Hua Mulan, who stayed in Zhending.

Immediately, Hua Mulan ordered Niu Gao to return to defend Zhending to speed up the transportation of looting materials, and ordered Zhu Wu to immediately return to Jingjing Pass to strengthen the defense of Jingjing Pass according to Zhang Quan's request.

Luo Tong and Hua Rong each led 3,500 cavalry to the north and south, Luo Tong went north to meet Han Meng, and Hua Rong went south to snipe Zhu Ling.

All the generals knew that Zhang Quan's purpose of entering Jizhou, the lord gave such an order, thinking that it was time to retreat, and he was not ambiguous, braving the drizzle, and quickly acted in accordance with the established order.

Luo Tong was previously responsible for monitoring the military discipline of Zhu Wu and Niu Gao, so he was also very familiar with the terrain of this generation, and immediately led the military horse north along Puwu and arrived at Lingshou City in the evening.

At this time, it was getting late, and the enemy army was unknown, so Luo Tong immediately ordered to rest and investigate the enemy situation by the way.

Because the soldiers of the state only looted the treasury and did not rob the ordinary people, this return to Lingshou was not unpleasant, and after dinner, Luo Tong convened the generals to discuss countermeasures.

Looking at the continuous drizzle outside the window, Luo Tong turned his head, looked at the generals with his arms in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Have you ever found the traces of Yuan Jun!" ā€

"Nope!" The crowd shook their heads.

"With this ghost weather, Yuan Jun shouldn't make much move, isn't the lord a little ......" Sima Zheng of the First Army was saying when he saw Luo Tong glaring at him, and immediately closed his mouth.

Luo Tong glared at the talkative Sima, and said with a calm face: "The lord has his own plan, it's not something you can guess for, don't take it as an example, if I find out that someone says that the lord is not to blame me for having no eyes with a spear!" ā€

The generals were silent and lowered their heads one after another.