Chapter 337: Just the Beginning

What the deputy general said is very reasonable, and Wei Wei knows it intellectually, but he is still a little reluctant to admit it in his heart, and he is unwilling to believe that Han Yan gave himself 20,000 iron horses, and he became like this overnight, how can he go back with face?

The surrounding Yan army continued to attrition, and it was only a matter of time before they were all wiped out, Wei Wei looked at the military formation of the Huaibei Army, and noticed Zhang Bing from the slight firelight, who was wearing an official uniform, staring nervously at the battle here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"It's all because of Zhang Bing!" Wei Wei said secretly, thinking of the whole process of the battle, Wei Wei felt angry, first set up a pontoon bridge to deceive himself, so as to buy time for the main force of the Huaibei Army in the east to cross the river and reorganize the army, and then provoked them into the water in the shallows, and unjustly killed his iron cavalry in the water, all of this is not the practice of warriors, they dare not fight head-on, only dare to play some conspiracy, the Han people are really hateful.

Wei Wei suddenly hated, and even if he failed this time, he would kill Zhang Bing to pay tribute to all his dead men.

The hand holding the saber was trembling, and Wei Wei shouted. "Zhang Bingna's life is coming!"

Then he urged the horsewhip to rush towards Zhang Bing, its momentum was unstoppable, Yan General Wei Wei was brave, when he rushed over like this, the ordinary soldiers of the Huaibei Army who were blocking in front were simply vulnerable, and they waved at random, taking away the lives of several soldiers, and Zhang Bing was getting closer and closer.

Zhang Bing, who was originally standing behind and watching the battle with peace of mind, was suddenly startled, Rigou's mood was gone, who did he provoke again, this Wei Wei looked at him like a father and an enemy, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Zhang Bai's face laughed when he saw this. "Master Zhang, it seems that this Wei Wei will not be able to solve his hatred if he doesn't kill you, I guess he thinks that all this was designed by you, and he is a substitute for the dead."

Zhang Baiyan didn't want to participate in Wei Wei's hatred, so hurry up and stay away from Zhang Bing, who knows if that madman who doesn't want to die can rush here, whether he can achieve revenge against Zhang Bing, or not be affected.

Zhang Bing's face was bitter, he didn't care about his white face, and hurriedly called out to the other soldiers to go up. "Stop him, stop him." After all, he is still afraid of death, as the commander, he just took the head from the master in the army, which is too embarrassing.

After all, Wei Wei is only alone, no matter how brave a person is, he can't face the encirclement of a group of people, he is strong enough, but he has not yet defied the sky, and it is already considered luck to rush a few meters, under the spear stretched out by a soldier, he tripped his horse's legs, and the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Just as he was about to get up, countless weapons were pointed at his head.

When Ziyou led the victorious division from the north to join the Eastern Army, Wei Wei had already been captured, and several soldiers escorted him to Ziyou.

In this case, it also represents the end of the battle of the Yellow River crossing, the Huaibei army won a complete victory, more than 8,000 people were killed and wounded, more than 10,000 enemies were killed, 3,000 Yan soldiers were captured, countless military horses and weapons were captured, and the most important thing was that Wei Wei was still alive, which was good news.

But the bad news is that the battle at the crossing of the Yellow River will obviously attract the attention of Han Yan in Selangor City, as the commander of the Yan army, his heart will never be as impulsive as Wei Wei, easy to deal with, I just don't know how he should choose, there are celebrations, but there will not be many, because the Huaibei army is still an insurmountable mountain.

"How long can the grain and grass last?"

"I can probably eat it for more than a month."

From the time when the Yan army was stationed outside the city of Selangor, Wu Yun had already prepared, and the granary in Selangor had been transferred, so the supply was still very sufficient, but because there was no base area, there was only one month's grain for a month, and there was no more possibility of being supplied, unless he went to plunder the rations of the people in the surrounding villages, or went to the places of the nearby princes to borrow grain, but every option was not good.

First of all, the importance of the people's heart is self-evident, the Huaibei army is all locals, except for the soldiers from Selangor, many of the soldiers' hometowns are in the nearby villages, if the people's rations are extorted, there may be mutiny, as for borrowing grain from other princes, it is not impossible, but the road is far away, besides, who will sell Ziyou's face, Zhang Bing? He was just a tease, shaking his head again and again, saying that he was not sure.

"Wrap it around me, I'll write a letter back and ask Daddy to dial some food." Zhang Bai patted his chest and said, his father is the king of Chu, it is said that there is a bumper harvest in the south, and the grain and grass should be very sufficient, hurry up, and get to Jingzhou in three or five days at the latest, and add the time to prepare grain and grass and transport grain and grass, it is estimated that it will be able to reach Selangor in twenty days.

This is also the safest way.

"Why don't I borrow some more soldiers and besiege and kill the Yan army together." When he wrote a letter with a white face, he asked.

"I'm afraid it's hard for the King of Chu to agree, the Chu army is undoubtedly declaring war on the Yan army, and now is obviously not the time to make a statement." Zhang Bing shook his head, figuring out the thoughts of the King of Chu.

"Add this request, it doesn't hurt to try, if there are many people, it will be more beneficial to deal with Yan Jun."

Hearing Ziyou's words, Zhang Baiyan finished writing the letter and sent it out that night.

"Brother Ziyou is worried about the matter of grain and grass, is he planning to fight for a long time?"

"This depends on the reflection of the Yan army in Selangor City, if they are in a hurry to fight a decisive battle, they may be faster, but if they can't hold out, it will be difficult for us to attack easily."

The defending side is always advantageous, the Yan army in the city is still tens of thousands, and the Huaibei army is tired from the recent battle, and there are no siege equipment, so it is impossible to face the strong walls of Selangor City.

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Tanma returned to Selangor City, went to Han Yan's residence, and told Han Yan about the situation of the war in the north.

Hearing that Wei Wei was defeated and the 20,000 iron cavalry were almost wiped out, Han Yan's mouth was open, and he looked incredulous, how could it be, even if the Huaibei Army saw through his plan and 40,000 people lined up against the water, it would be absolutely impossible to defeat Wei Wei, he had deep confidence in this, but the strange battle situation at night and the story confirmed by the horse had to make Han Yan accept all this, and he sat on the seat with his butt slumped, and the whole person was gloomy and terrible.

Then asked about the course of the battle, Tanma secretly brought back a few wounded Yan soldiers while watching, relayed the words of the Yan soldiers, and told Han Yan the whole battle, the latter listened patiently, when he heard that the Huaibei army was ghostly and pretended to build a pontoon bridge, he already knew what would happen next, although he didn't calculate that Wei Wei failed to control his subordinates and went into the water to fight, but the results were already doomed.

Secretly patted his thigh, Han Yan choked his wrist, there is a master in the Huaibei Army, is it Zhang Bing, Han Yan asked himself uncertainly, but what made him more concerned was. "Is Wei Wei still alive?" (To be continued.) )