The county lord of Guangning and his entourage were taken aback, the Marquis of Hanzhong, as the top three generals in Liangzhou, was famous for his courage and victory. Not to mention that it has been through a hundred battles, it must be regarded as a battle-hardened. This time, the Marquis of Hanzhong led more than 400,000 horses, and there were no less than 50 general-level martial artists, how could it be like this?

The lord of Guangning hurriedly rushed to a camp set up in front of him in a dangerous terrain, where the banner of the Marquis of Hanzhong was located. She wanted to see Hanzhonghou as soon as possible to figure out the situation. As soon as he walked a short distance, he was stopped by the soldiers who had set up a card in front.

"Stop, who are you? This is a military important place, and without the order of the general, you are not allowed to approach, and those who violate the order die. "There was already a platoon of soldiers with bows and arrows, aiming at the county lord and his party. The soldiers also seemed that this group of people was extraordinary, and they did not use excessive foul language, but only asked them to explain their identities.

"Bold, you dare to be presumptuous in front of the county lord of Guangning, if you don't go to report to the Marquis of Hanzhong, just say that the county lord will see him" The general surnamed Wei roared loudly.

"Lord Quang Ninh, what are you kidding. Who doesn't know that the county lord is the precious granddaughter of His Royal Highness King Liang, and she will run to this barren mountain and wilderness? ”

While speaking, I saw a person walking out of the crowd, taking off the hat with a wide brim and light gauze on his head, and said: "I am the lord of Guangning, yes or no, you report to the Marquis of Hanzhong." I saw that this woman was wearing a purple cloak, and under the mountain breeze, the yellow dress inside was revealed from time to time. The loose cloak can't hide her plump and slender figure, with a high nose and melon seed face. A pair of Danfeng eyes are as cold as frost, and she is a lonely and noble cold beauty.

I don't know if it was because of the county lord's beauty or because of her arrogance, the attitude of the soldiers in front of me immediately changed. A warrior who looked like an officer came out of the crowd and shouted, "Brothers, put down the arrows, and I'll go and report to the Hou Ye." This young lady is troublesome for a while, the military order is in place, and the little ones don't dare to let you go without an order, please forgive me. Then he hurried to the camp.

After less than a quarter of an hour, a large group of people came out of the direction of the camp in a hurry, and came straight to this side. Before the people arrived, they saw a man waving his hand and shouting: "Precious niece, I have already received a message from your father that you are coming, I really didn't expect you to come so quickly." When the vigilant soldier heard this man's greeting, he hurriedly flashed to both sides of the road, and the leading officer said loudly: "Welcome to the county lord."

The Hou of Hanzhong, surnamed Meng, is the nephew of the eldest lady of King Liang and has a deep relationship with the eldest prince Yang Chengzheng. This life is tall and burly, brave and powerful, with short hair that stands on end and a beard like a steel needle. In Liangzhou, he is a well-known fierce man and a straight man, and the king of Liang also loves his courage and loyalty, trusts him very much, and often entrusts him with important tasks.

"Cousin, what's wrong with you?" The county lord of Guangning pointed to the left arm of the Marquis of Hanzhong wrapped in gauze and asked in surprise: "Who can hurt you, a god general?" ”

"Alas! Don't say it, don't say it, it's a shame on the dead. This damn Ji Changwu, Lao Tzu must pluck his skin. Hanzhonghou was asked about the sore spot, and couldn't help blushing: "Niece, after driving for so long, you must be tired, let's go to the camp first and rest for a while." ”

It turned out that the Marquis of Hanzhong had arrived at Beishan Lingcheng, which was 100 miles away from Fumiancheng, ten days ago and set up camp, and more than 400,000 troops set up a position. Because King Liang's order was to take Long Weihou and Zhao Lingwu north, he sent an envoy to Fumiancheng to inquire. The envoy was received by Zhao Wu, the lord of Jiannan Mansion, who was very polite. Entertaining the envoys with delicious food and drink, he finally told them that Long Weihou had not yet arrived in Fumian City, and was now on the way to Tiantai Ling in a hurry, and it might take about five days to arrive. The two sides agreed to wait for another six days, and Fu Miancheng would send someone to tell the accurate news. The Marquis of Hanzhong thought that he was here to pick up people, so he used force as a last resort, and it was best to be able to be harmonious, and it was reasonable to wait for a few days. In the end, he waited for the arrival of Long Weihou.

In the middle of the night of June 7, 802 in the Great Zhou calendar, Marquis Long Wei launched a surprise attack on the Hanzhong army stationed outside the city. In fact, Long Weihou had already arrived in Fumian City, and he was still on the road, but he was just a * medicine that paralyzed Han Zhonghou. Long Weihou adopted Lingwu's suggested strategy, sharpened his sword, and made all preparations for the attack. He marched a hundred miles from Fumiancheng, sent an elite team of pure warriors halfway, and touched the secret post set up by the Marquis of Hanzhong on the road from Fumiancheng to Beishan along the way. The army came to Beishan City, but the Hanzhong army knew nothing. Long Weihou planned to take advantage of the unstable foothold of the Hanzhong army to defeat it in one fell swoop, so as to avoid fighting on two fronts.

The dark night was the best cover for the raid, Ji Longshan had 200,000 troops, Zhao Wu had 100,000 troops, and Long Wei Hou personally led 300,000 troops, a total of 600,000 horses and horses launched a lightning attack on the unsuspecting Hanzhong army. There was no reserve force left, everyone was bet on, and Long Weihou was determined to win with one blow.

Under the leadership of the Beishan people, the Longwei army was familiar with the road, hundreds of thousands of people did not fire a torch, and the forward special team had already entered the gate of the camp away from Hanzhong. The sentinels on the lookout spotted the enemy who was moving the fence, and before they could make a sound, several sharp arrows broke through the air, and the sentry who fell from the lookout slammed into the ground with a loud sound. The swarming army made the ground tremble, and the silent night sky was suddenly awakened.

The light of the fire and the waving knives shone against each other, and the shouts, screams, and shouts of the officers were chaotic. Sharp arrows flew sideways, crowds surged, camp tents collapsed, grain and grass burned, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and the front camp of the Hanzhong army was soon chaotic and defeated the Chinese army.

Long Weihou, dressed in military uniform, inspected the battle situation ahead on a small dirt slope less than five hundred meters in front of the front camp of the Hanzhong Army. Under the light of the torches, the gold ornaments on the leather armor set off his solemnity, coldness and calmness. Looking at the soldiers who had rushed to the enemy's Chinese army camp, Long Weihou frowned, turned around and smiled at Zhao Wu who was following behind him, and said: "I can't see that this nerd still has a few tricks to train his troops, and he is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he can organize a counterattack in an instant, and the Chinese army is not chaotic." He set up the Chinese army camp on this big mountain, and it seems that it will not be easy to take it. Please ask the lord of Zhao Mansion to lead Fumian men and horses to reinforce the front army of Ji Longshan, and be sure to defeat the Hanzhong army camp in one fell swoop. At this time, we must not weaken our momentum, pass on my general's order, and the whole army will press up. ”

The Marquis of Hanzhong originally thought that even if Long Weihou was unwilling, it should be unlikely that he would openly resist. Anyway, it's only two days to see how he answers. At this time, the Marquis of Hanzhong was asleep, and he was suddenly attacked at night, and he did not know the situation, and the Chinese army did not dare to attack. Seeing that the defeated Hanzhong front battalion had retreated to the position of the Chinese army, the Marquis of Hanzhong ordered: "The archers will shoot arrows in front of them, regardless of whether they are enemies or enemies, and those who dare to approach will be shot." ”

The soldiers of the Chinese army battalion rushed to the front of the formation in groups, forming rows of human walls, for a time arrows rained down, the soldiers of the front battalion could not retreat, so they had to desperately move forward, the pace of the Han army's forward attack slowed down for a while, and they were blocked from advancing under a hillside in front of the Chinese army camp.