Han Sui's worries were definitely not superfluous.

Just now that he thought about the events of the past few days, he found many doubts, and what made him even more afraid was that these doubts all pointed to the same purpose strangely.

That is to copy his back road, cut off his retreat back to Jincheng, and then, when he has no choice but to retreat, chase and kill along the way, forcing his army to collapse and completely lose the possibility of a comeback.

"Newspaper~"

The long and anxious sound of the report sounded outside the tent, and Han Sui swallowed with difficulty, hoarsely throated, and ordered someone to come in.

"Report to the lord, Jincheng urgently!"

When the matter came to an end, Han Sui miraculously calmed down, frowned and asked, "Who reported it?" ”

The guards were stunned for a moment, and they didn't dare to raise their heads and replied: "No, before I can ask in detail, the messenger ......"

Han Sui was immediately furious, smashed the teacup in his hand fiercely, interrupted the report of the guards, and roared: "Bring it quickly!" ”

The guards crawled out of the tent, and after a while, the two guards set up messengers who were so tired that they couldn't even walk, and entered the big tent, and without waiting for Han Sui to speak, they immediately bowed down and exited with interest.

"Where are you from?"

The messenger looked like he was kneeling on the ground and saluting, but in fact he was almost limp on the ground, his voice was tired and weak, and he replied, "Hey, hey, my lord......"

"No need to be polite, to the point!"

Han Sui was almost just roaring in a low voice, his patience had been completely drained by his own thoughts, as well as his guards and messengers.

"Yunwu, young master, young master urgent report......"

The young master in the messenger's mouth was Han Sui's eldest son Han Jin, who led a large army to attack Longxi and Hanyang. Leaving the eldest son Han Jin in Jincheng County to govern Yunwu and control the soldiers and horses left behind.

As he spoke, the messenger took out a tightly sealed silk silk from his bosom, raised his hands above his head with great difficulty, and presented it to the lord Han Sui.

Han Sui's heart was already in disarray, and all his ambitions, ideals, and ambitions collapsed at that moment.

There is no need to pick up silk letters. Reading what was written in it, just from the fact that the messenger was sent by his son Han Jin, Han Sui knew in his heart that what he was most worried about had become a reality. Yuzhong, Yuzhong where Chengheng sits in town. I'm afraid that it has been captured by the state army.

Otherwise. There is no way to explain what is happening in front of you.

When he stretched out his hands, Han Sui was already trembling terribly, no matter how he told himself, calm down, calm down, he just couldn't calm down. When he took over the silk silk, the silk silk that was originally light and fluttering seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties in his hands at this time. Overwhelm his hands.

"What else do you have to say?"

Han Sui's mind roared, and it was not easy to control it, and the words that came out of the question did not have a trill, but a frightened trill.

The messenger shook his head, silent.

Seeing this, Han Sui once again heard a thunderbolt in his head, adding another point to the current bad situation.

The eldest son, Han Jin, did not let the messenger carry the message, but told him in a secret letter, which was of course a necessary cautious move, so that the bad news would not be spread by the messenger in the middle of the way, which would affect the morale of the expeditionary army.

"Well, go down and rest for a long time, this urgent report, meritorious!"

Han then sent the messenger away, and his worries no longer needed to be concealed, and all of them were revealed on his face.

He returned to the desk and sat down, and he threw the silk letter on the desk, rubbing his temples with both hands, and couldn't help but moan in pain.

After a long while, he realized that his mind had returned to clarity a little, picked up the letter, opened it and read it carefully, and lamented in his heart: it was so.

The eldest son, Han Jin, told him frankly in a secret letter that he was sure that Yuzhong had been lost, and the defender was betrayed, and as for how the Bingzhou army crossed Anding County and Wuwei County, and how it captured Yuzhong Stronghold, he only heard many rumors, and could not know exactly.

Han Sui sat down gloomily, the silk letter in his hand fell to the ground from his hand, he didn't notice it, his eyes were blank, staring straight at a certain place in the void, his head was in chaos, and he couldn't think of anything.

After sitting for a long time, Han Sui came back to life from his state of wood, forced himself to be intimidated, and began to think hard about what to do next.

Yuzhong was captured by the enemy, which was equivalent to cutting off the direct communication channel between Jincheng's nest and Longxi and Hanyang at once, and the transmission of news and the deployment of the army could only detour to Caohan, but Caohan was not his territory, but Song Yang, who claimed to be the king of Hanping at the head of the river.

Fortunately, now, the elite led by Song Yang is also in his army, so the most important thing in front of him is to stabilize Song Yang, and if necessary, he will not hesitate to kill Song Yang to ensure the smooth passage of Caohan.

Then, it is time to make up your mind, whether to withdraw the army immediately and rush back to Jincheng to shrink the defensive line, concentrate the troops, and confront the Bingzhou army and the Ma Jiajun army, or continue to attack the Basket Road, and take advantage of the bad news of the fall of Yuzhong to reach the army, so as to win back a game and boost morale.

These two plans have their own pros and cons, and Han Sui painfully weighed it, this feeling is equivalent to making him make a decision, whether to cut off one arm now and sacrifice his arm to survive, or to break a finger first and give it a go.

It's just that if you give it a go, if you win, of course it's good, and what you lose is just a broken finger; But if you lose, the consequences will be even more serious, at least half of your body will be lost, and it is very likely that the whole person will be lost here.

Throughout the night, Han Sui was in the big tent of the Chinese army, sometimes pacing back and forth irritably, sometimes sitting down, sometimes opening his eyes, sometimes closing his eyes, and occasionally muttering to himself, constantly weighing the pros and cons.

It wasn't until the dawn appeared that there was a commotion outside the tent, and Han Sui woke up suddenly, only to find that he was lying on the desk and asleep, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, only the lamp and candle on the desk were still burning, and the flames did not move, silently emitting light.

Han Sui was stunned for a while, called the guards, and brought the toiletries, but before he finished washing, there was a series of urgent reports outside the tent.

The worst news had already been heard, and Han Sui washed up slowly before calling the personal guards who reported the report in, staring at a pair of eyes with dark circles, and asked very unpleasantly, "Why are you so alarmed?" ”

"Lord Yu, Song. Song ,......"

The guards were long-winded, and before they could utter a complete sentence, Han Sui was impatient and scolded, "What the hell is going on?!" ”

"Song Yang, lead the troops, pull out the camp ......"

Bang!

Before the guards could finish reporting, Han Sui was furious and took the case.

He stared straight at the frightened guard, gritted his teeth and asked hatefully, "When?" ”

"Yes. Pulling out the camp ......"

Before he finished speaking, Han Sui roared angrily: "Someone! ”

The guards standing outside the tent entered in response, and Han Sui immediately ordered: "Order all departments to gather urgently, hurry, hurry!" ”

In an instant. Outside the tent, there was already a crowd of people shouting and neighing, and the whole camp was there. Centered on Han Sui's Chinese army tent. Gradually boiling.

Han Sui hastily ate something, that is, he was neatly clothed, personally led three thousand elite horsemen, and went out of the camp, and in the camp, the rest of the departments were strictly ordered by Han Sui. Guards were not allowed to move around.

Although the soldiers and horses led by Song Yang were ordered by Han Sui, they were not Han Sui's subordinates. Like the soldiers and horses of the Qiang tribes such as Dian and Wu, they were not in the camp of Han Sui's army in Xiangwu City, but were stationed outside the city.

It was Han Sui's request to camp separately like this, but now, Han Sui can't wait for Song Yang to be in his camp or in the city, so that Song Yang can be summoned to the big tent of the Chinese army with just one military order.

Three thousand elite horsemen set out, the momentum was huge, and all the big camps he passed along the way, what Han Sui saw was the same morning as usual, so that he had some doubts in his heart, was the news of Song Yang's camp a false alarm?

When he saw the camp of Song Yang's army from afar, Han Sui was convinced that this was not a false alarm, but a fact.

The entire camp has been demolished, and if it weren't for the busy soldiers shuttling back and forth, and the tent where the outline of the skeleton can be seen, it would not be obvious that it was once the camp of Song Yang's army.

A team of people stepped forward, Han Sui's eyebrows were tightened, and he had already recognized that the leading horseman was not Song Yang, but his face was very raw, and he seemed to have never seen it.

"Where is Song Yang?"

Han Sui shouted from afar, the situation was urgent, and he was impatient to use honorifics and call Song Yang's name.

When the visitor saw Han Sui, he did not dismount his horse to give a salute, but arched his hand on horseback, and replied loudly: "Envoy, there is rare urgent news from Cao, and the king must lead the army to rush back urgently. ”

Han Sui was so angry that he almost vomited blood, staring at the man very unkindly, and after half a sound, he asked in a deep voice, "Wang...... When did you set off? ”

"The time has come."

When Han Sui heard this, his eyes almost darkened, he stumbled on the horse's back, and almost fell off the horse.

Needless to say, he knew that Song Yang must have received what happened in Jincheng almost at the same time as him, and immediately made a decision, leading the army to Caohan overnight, more than two hours after the camp.

Along the way, Song Yang's 10,000-strong army had to pass through Longxi and pass through the important town of Didao, but even if Han Sui sent someone to give an urgent order now, it would be difficult to prevent Song Yang from leading the army to pass by.

If he let go of his hands and feet, personally led 3,000 elite cavalry, and chased all the way, he could catch up with Song Yang's 10,000 army, but what could he do if he caught up, even if Song Yang killed all 10,000 troops, in addition to making the rest of the troops more detached, what good could it do in the current situation.

Han Sui's heart was full of bitterness, and he was full of hesitation about the future.

Song Yang led the army to leave and stick to Caohan, which did not mean that this passage had been closed to him Han Sui, he could still follow this passage and lead the army back to Jincheng. What made Han Sui feel aggrieved and annoyed was the whole thing, there were obviously people walking in front of him step by step, which made him tired of dealing with it at all.

The current situation is obvious, Song Yang has learned that Yuzhong has lost the news, and it seems that he will not be able to keep it for long, and once the various departments know about it, Han Sui is very sure that the military spirit of the army will collapse in an instant.

Poof!

Han Sui thought of the annoyance, and was angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but fortunately, he was good at riding, and immediately lay down on the saddle, so that he did not fall off the horse. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip, xiexie!

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