Seven Waters Battalion.

"General Qiqi, the front village of our army was attacked by the Shu army, and General Rong Can asked the general to send reinforcements quickly."

"General Qiqi, the flank of our army was attacked by Jin Xin, and General Sun Hu asked the general to send reinforcements quickly."

"General Qiqi, 30,000 Shu troops went up along the seven waters, and overnight, they broke through twelve Dazhai of our army. Please make a quick decision. ”

......

The military situation is like fire, and the feather horse is galloping. Overnight, it was as if everything had changed. There are police everywhere, and every village asks for help.

Huan Biao put his hands behind him and didn't say a word. Huan Jue stood aside, also frowning.

Just half a month ago, the Shu army still guarded the gate of the fortress and closed it. But now, it actually took the initiative to counterattack, and it was counterattacking with absolutely inferior forces.

The Shu army fought even more brutally than the Liang army, is this still the cautious Shu army general Yang Ping?

Huan Jue had doubts in his heart, but even so, he still didn't say anything. Huan Jue knew that Huan Biao was thinking about it, and he was also thinking about countermeasures.

The door of the tent was slowly opened, and as one person walked in, Huan Biao's face finally relaxed.

"How?"

Huan Biao is the commander of the 200,000 Liang Army, and he is usually very steady in his every move, but at this time, Huan Jue actually heard three points of eagerness in his tone.

The person who came was Huan Biao's deputy general, Wang Dong, who was in charge of an elite school under Huan Biao's headquarters.

"As the general expected, the Shu army has changed commanders!"

Before Wang Dong finished speaking, Huan Biao asked eagerly, "Is it Yang Chun?" ”

Huan Jue has been in Huan Biao's army since he was a child, and he has been with him for a long time, and he has never seen Huan Biao like this.

"It's not! The person sent by Yang Xian was Yang An, the commander of the Zhichong Army. ”

For some reason, Huan Jue felt a little relieved after Huan Biao heard the news.

"Bring me the picture!"

Wang Dong took out a map from the lacquer tube on the side and spread it on the table behind Huan Biao.

The three of them surrounded the table, but they heard Huan Biao say: "What is the purpose of the Shu army's repeated fierce attacks?" ”

The person facing is not Yang Chun, but Huan Biao has no slack in his heart. Although it was not Yang Chun who came, overnight, he could turn the Shu army upside down, such a general, Huan Biao did not dare to underestimate it at all, and even had a trace of fear in his heart.

Huan Biao depicted the route of the Shu army's march on the military map, analyzed the deployment of the Shu army's troops, and thus speculated on Yang An's intentions. On the battlefield, intelligence always comes first.

Huan Biao has been in battle for a long time, so he naturally understands this truth. But in the end, he got a result that even he couldn't believe.

Huan Jue and Wang Dong were on the side, but they heard Huan Biao muttering.

"Does this kid named Yang An want to fight our army in Sanshiyuan?"

Yang An wants to fight a decisive battle with more than 200,000 Liang troops head-on with less than 100,000 troops? No matter how incredible this result is, the Shu army's offensive intentions are already very straightforward.

Except for this seemingly strange answer, Huan Biao couldn't think of any reason why the Shu army would do this?

Yang An is not so much attacking as inviting battle.

"General, what should we do now?"

Wang Dong glanced at Huan Jue, but saw that he was also silent. Huan Biao's hands held the edge of the table, holding it tightly, and his whole body was like a statue, as if he was making a difficult decision.

After a while, a burst of laughter echoed in the tent.

"The old ones have no one in their eyes, and the little ones do the same. Since you're going to fight a decisive battle, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed. Huan Biao half crouched on the table, leaning his body, "The order will go down, and the troops of all lines of our army will return to defend, and five days later, all of them will gather in the northern highlands of Sanshiyuan to prepare for a decisive battle with the Shu army." ”

"The last general obeys!"

Falling Eagle Mountain.

The sky is dark, and the grass and trees are bleak. This was originally a season of dense vitality, but because of this blood-stained battlefield, it became lifeless and dying all over the world.

It has been five full days since the attack on the Shu army camp that day. In the past five days, the Liang army's food and grass have been completely cut off. And Huan Youji's side, except for him, is a cronie. The rest, those who fled, and those who died.

The 6,000 Shu troops on the Falling Eagle Mountain did not have the ability to pursue and suppress the 20,000 Liang troops. But with their strength, it is more than enough to pursue Huan Youji alone.

The feathered arrows around him were galloping, and people kept falling. Huan Youji covered his chest, his face was as white as wax, and his whole body seemed to shrink.

He was wounded, very badly. The ferocity of the soul is carried out by the soul, and if it is in normal times, Huan Youji will still have the opportunity to breathe and heal. But on this battlefield, Huan Youji ran day after day without a moment's stop. The injury is getting worse and worse, and it is almost life-threatening.

The Shu army was not far away, and Huan Youji could even see the vague figure of the Shu general clearly. The veteran named Tong Gu was like a seasoned hunter, putting his prey to death step by step.

That Shu general is very patient, and these days, he has led the army to strip away the power of Huan Youji's guards little by little.

Until now, there are only a few hundred people left who can still be by Huan Youji's side. And he has been forced to die, cutting off all ways of life.

Huan Youji looked at the dim sky, and there was a cliff behind him, and suddenly there was a feeling of the end of the road.

There are hundreds of soldiers in front of them, and their fighting spirit has not diminished for half a minute, but they are no longer of any use. The vague figure of the Shu general in the field of vision seemed to wave his hand, and then, the Shu army launched a final attack.

Huan Youji didn't have any strength in his hands, he was the one who charged forward on weekdays, and he had never felt so weak.

These hundreds of soldiers entered this desperate situation, but instead of bending their knees, the military situation was invigorated and shouted.

"General, I'm one step ahead!"

The sound of the charge was high-pitched and impassioned, but what awaited them was not a hymn of glory, but a cold feathered arrow.

Huan Youji leaned on the cliff and supported his body with a knife. Seeing hundreds of brothers fall one by one in the way of the charge, his heart has long since lost its senses.

The blood is pervasive, and the corpses are everywhere. Huan Youji blurred his eyes, only to see the Shu army slowly approaching. They were brightly armoured, not even stained with a single bit of blood.

What kind of means is this? And how cruel?

The Shu general led by him was a little older than Huan Youji imagined, and he couldn't see the bravery when the arrow came out, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Old guy, you are so old, you don't live at home for a long time, why did you run to this battlefield?"

"Sage Yun: The gentleman is sick and unworthy of his name! Today, the old man is about to borrow your head to accomplish my work. ”

"Hah!" Huan Youji opened his mouth weakly, "The saint's ability to make people die is really powerful!" ”

The knife fell, the head rolled, stained with bloody dust, and a pair of empty eyes gradually dimmed.

Huan Youji only felt that the sky was spinning, and the last thing that flowed into his eyes was the dazzling light in the clouds. Then, I don't know anything.