"Marshal, a fierce battle is raging outside the camp, and the Yellow Turban Thieves have dispatched three thousand cavalry!" The guards quickly ran into the tent, telling them the latest military information, their faces full of anxiety.

He was the personal guard sent by Lu Zhi to send the order to let the death battalion fight, he was passionate at that time, but when he got the latest battle situation, the excitement gradually cooled down. This is really not optimistic, because there is a gap between cavalry and infantry that cannot be crossed.

"Really? So how is the war going now? Lu Zhi raised his head and looked at the guard, the mist behind him was constantly being fanned away by the guard next to him with a fan.

Even after getting such news, Lu Zhi remained silent, and his complexion did not change. This had been expected by him, or had been prepared for it. Cavalry, so what? With the equipment of the Yellow Turban Thieves and their level of training, even if they win, it will only be a small victory, not to mention that they can't win!

"Now the battle is fierce, the three thousand cavalry of the thieves have joined the battlefield, and our army's death battalion is entangled with it, and every moment passes, the losses will be even heavier!" The guards did not hide their worries and worries.

Lu Zhi asked a question he didn't want to do, and said, "What do you think of the death camp?" ”

"Death battalion?" The guards were stunned for a moment, and immediately weaved the words in their hearts, and continued to answer: "Tiger and wolf soldiers, a battalion with strong combat effectiveness!" ”

"Oh? Really? Lu Zhi was noncommittal.

Qin Wei was worried in his heart, he didn't know what Lu Zhi was thinking, and he couldn't guess Lu Zhi's thoughts. The more urgent the color on his face, the current war, but it is not allowed to waste a little time, looking at Lu Shuai's reaction now, it is clear that he is not worried at all, could it be that he has already taken countermeasures?

"Alright. I heard that Cao Mengde had two fierce generals, so let them lead the four hundred cavalry under his command to go into battle. Lu Zhi said, and he picked up the military book on the desk again and read it.

"Yes!" The guards finally got an affirmative answer, and with a happy face, they immediately ran out of the tent to give orders.

What Lu Zhi didn't say was that although the death battalion was strong, it was a group of arrogant soldiers, and the most disobedient soldiers from the various captains in the army were all thorns. Although the combat effectiveness is strong, how to control it is also a big problem, in this Guangzong camp, the only one who can support them is Lu Zhi himself. He knew this very well, even the deputy generals and sect members, and he didn't support them too much.

This death battalion has become a unique place in the army, and in fact, he has also relaxed his control over the death battalion because of his strong combat power over the death battalion. But the war is coming to an end, and considering where to go for the death battalion has become the main problem now. That's why Lu Zhi sent them to fight, and after the war, he would still keep the establishment of the death camp, and then add fresh blood to it, at least he didn't plan to give up the death camp.

The most difficult bones to gnaw are the ones that need to be gnawed by the death battalion. Therefore, someone once persuaded him to bribe Zuo Feng, but he also refused, for the sake of the generous pension in the death camp. If they don't live up to Lu Zigan, then Lu Zigan will not live up to them, at least they can't let their families be left alone and let their bones be cold.

Putting down the book in his hand again, Lu Zhi rubbed his temples and felt extremely tired mentally. He doesn't know how long he will be able to do this position, at least, he will be able to do everything, he has seen the skills of those eunuchs, but he doesn't know if His Majesty will be as gullible as before and send the minister to prison.

With a wry smile, Lu Zhi quickly adjusted his mood and asked, "How is the ladder in the camp prepared?" ”

"Returning to the marshal, it has been almost prepared, enough for the siege." The guard who was shaking a fan next to him replied.

"That's good, now wait for the final battle."

"Damn!" Zhao Hong gritted his teeth, and anger rose from his heart and spread to his head. His whole face was extremely red, as if it had been smeared with a layer of blood, making him look extremely hideous. Coupled with his red eyes, it undoubtedly made him more like a gambler who bet all his net worth, but in the end he couldn't see any hope of winning.

How does this count as a win? 10,000 soldiers, plus 3,000 cavalry, have not defeated the Han army on the opposite side until now! That's 3,000 cavalry, not 3,000 shepherds riding sheep, it's the cavalry that took a lot of effort to finally assemble in the army!

But it was so entangled, as if it was stuck in a big quagmire, it was difficult to move an inch, and it was impossible to exert the mobility of the cavalry at all! Now, every time he blinked his eyes, and when he opened them again, he could see the fall of one of the cavalrymen, and of course the enemy that the cavalry were facing.

But what is this? A cavalryman's horse, plus a full body of equipment, is enough to arm twenty or thirty infantry! Zhao Hong's heart has been poked with a thousand holes, and blood is dripping in his heart, and UU reading books .et is dripping more and more.

With a gloomy face, looking into the distance, his heart twitched violently. Immediately said to the herald next to him: "Suppress the formation, suppress the formation, pass the order, slowly retreat, don't panic." ”

The dull beat of the drums suddenly sounded, with a slow rhythm, resounding over the battlefield.

Hearing this voice, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were fighting came to their senses, stopped pestering, and began to retreat in an orderly manner. The Yellow Turban cavalry also turned the horse's head, leaving dead bodies and war horses everywhere, and Zhao Hong, who had no nostalgia, ran quickly in the direction.

"Archers two hundred steps ready!" Zhao Hong ordered again. The archers behind him immediately set up their bows, wound their arrows, drew their bows to half full, and waited for the final order.

"Kill!" Xiahou Yuan shouted excitedly, and was about to lead four hundred cavalry to catch up, but was stopped by Xiahoudun next to him.

"Big brother, the enemy has retreated, this is the best opportunity to chase and kill, why not go on?" Xiahou Yuan said with some urgency.

"No, you can't. The enemy's general is a general of the army, do you think these Yellow Turban thieves are the same as the Yellow Turban thieves we have encountered before? Xiahoudun asked rhetorically.

Hearing Xiahoudun say this, Xiahou Yuan realized the problem, "It's different, big brother, as soon as you say this, I found out that when they retreated, they were still in contact with each other, and they didn't panic, and slowly retreated." ”

"Let the cavalry go to give the order, Lu Shuai has an order, and the whole army will return to the camp!" Xiahoudun decisively ordered. At such a close distance from Guangzong City, it is not suitable to pursue, not to mention that the enemy army is not a rout, plus there is Guangzong City as a rear, if it really catches up, it will be a situation of mutual victory and defeat, and it may evolve into another result at any time.

The cavalry beside him received the order and immediately rode towards the phalanx of soldiers who were preparing to pursue in front of him.

(End of chapter)