Pang Hui woke up, and everyone seemed to have found the backbone of the heart again.

Yang Zheng's heart is also a lot more stable.

After two days of hibernation in the jungle and a rest, Pang Hui's health improved greatly before he began to cautiously continue north.

I only walked a dozen miles a day.

Half the time is spent searching for food and water.

Pang Hui selected thirteen able-bodied people as scouts and scattered the sentries in front and back, left and right.

On the way, he defeated a small group of Shu troops many times, collected many defeated troops, and expanded his team.

Over the next two days, the army grew to 800 men.

Pang Hui started to be the shopkeeper, and threw all the food, drink and Lazar of 800 people to Yang Zheng.

Twenty or thirty people are no problem, hunting, and searching for corpses on the battlefield can make do, but eight hundred people will be difficult.

Fortunately, there are quite a few low-level officers in the remnants of the army, and as long as the structure is well organized, it will not be difficult to manage.

But everything is based on the premise of not going hungry.

Yang Zheng racked his brains to maintain logistics, relying on wild fruits, wild vegetables, hunting, searching for corpses, and occasionally finding a horse corpse, barely maintaining.

But it's not an option.

The weather is getting hotter, and there are fewer and fewer horse carcasses and prey.

Water sources are also becoming scarcer.

And they are not the only ones in Luo Valley.

Sometimes, in order to snatch food, the same Wei army would also draw their swords against each other.

People are so hungry that they can do anything.

Yang Zheng saw with his own eyes that many corpses had traces of being stripped off.

However, when there are more people, people's hearts begin to complicate.

Even these eight hundred people are divided into several forces.

Yongliang Army, Wuwei Battalion, Middle Base Battalion, and Backbone Battalion......

It's all up to Pang Hui, a lieutenant general, to press.

Yang Zheng also gathered eighty-seven soldiers of the Wuwei Battalion around him, and he was the third largest force in the remnants of the army.

The first is not Pang Hui, but the Yongliang Army, nearly 300 people, under the command of Du Zhan, the commander of the capital.

Du Zhan is a member of the Du clan in Guanzhong, and he is extremely prestigious in the Yongliang army.

The second is Pang Hui.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Yongliang army seems to have transferred its resentment against the general Cao Shuang to Yang Zheng, and the friction has never stopped, either fighting for water or food.

However, in front of Pang Hui, everyone was polite.

"General, baggage! Discover the baggage of the Shu army! Wang Axi reciprocated with a look of ecstasy.

Pang Hui, Du Zhan, Yang Zheng and several tun chiefs stood up at the same time.

Although the Shu army can be interspersed in the mountains and forests, their baggage cannot, and they must go to Luogu.

The harsh environment of Luogu also constrained the Shu army.

"How many enemies are there?" Pang Hui said in a deep voice.

Wang Axi was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "One, one thousand, two thousand? ”

Scouts are eyes and ears, and they have always been the elite of the army, and they must be agile and smart, and these temporary workers are obviously not qualified.

Pang Hui's face was gloomy, "Is it a thousand or two thousand?" ”

A chill instantly rose around them.

Pang Hui is like a different person, cold and stern.

Perhaps this is the only way to lead the army.

"A thousand Shu troops! The rest are people's husbands. Wang Axi's whole body trembled.

Pang Hui bowed his head and was silent, and Du Zhan glanced at Wang Axi, with schadenfreude in his eyes.

"What do you think?" Pang Hui's gaze swept over Yang Zheng, Du Zhan, and several tun chiefs.

Du Zhan preemptively said: "If I am taken by surprise, we will definitely be able to defeat the Shu army in one fell swoop." ”

Pang Hui looked at Yang Zheng again.

Yang Zheng arched his hand and said: "I can only let it go." ”

The eyes of the surrounding soldiers flashed with a ghostly light, like a hungry wolf.

Pang Hui stood up and glanced at everyone, "Yes, I can only give it a go!" The armies will follow me to intercept and kill the Shu army! ”

With 800 elites sneaking up on 1,000 heavy soldiers and unarmed people, the odds of victory are quite high.

Wang Axi led the way, and more than 800 people followed, and after crossing two hills, they saw a long snake winding in the canyon.

The man pushed the wooden cart and slowly moved forward.

The Shu army held spears and protected them on both sides of the baggage, and the army was neat and tidy, and the morale was high.

Among them, there are many armor soldiers with swords in one hand and shields in the other, and more than 100 cavalry patrol back and forth.

Yang Zheng took a cursory look, and the Shu army should be around two thousand.

At first glance, it is elite.

An eerie silence suddenly pervaded.

There was a hint of flinching on everyone's faces.

But without food, the team of 800 would have collapsed.

In fact, there is no choice.

Pang Hui's face was gloomy again, "Wang Axi! ”

Wang Axi's face was unusually ugly, he trotted over and knelt in front of Pang Hui, "General forgive ......"

Before the last word was finished, with a "bang", the ring-headed knife was already out of the sheath, and in the frightened eyes of everyone, the blade slashed down, and Wang Axi's head still fell to the ground, and blood spurted from his neck.

A few bits of blood splashed on Yang Zheng's face, still warm.

Wang Axi's head slowly rolled to his feet, his pupils facing him, and the expression on his face was mixed with surprise and fear.

In the past few days, Pang Hui has been seriously injured, and it is all Wang Axi's tireless care after running before and after.

If even he can kill him casually, then who in the audience can't kill him?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Pang Hui pulled the blade, not a drop of blood was stained on the blade, and his cold eyes swept over everyone, "Those who dare not use their lives are like this!" ”

Everyone was shocked, and their expressions became serious.

"Yang Zheng, you lead the headquarters to rush forward, attract the main force of the thief army, wait for its chaos, Du Zhan leads the headquarters to attack it, and this will attack the front!" Pang Hui threw down one order after another.

"No!" Du Zhanbai was in front of Pang Hui, but he stared at Yang Zheng out of the corner of his eye.

Yang Zheng instantly understood Pang Hui's intentions.

In short, it is to use him as a bait to disrupt the Shu army and test the combat strength of the Shu army.

And if the Shu army is in danger and has strong combat power, Du Zhan and Pang Hui will most likely not make a move and sit back and watch themselves be swallowed up by the Shu army.

A chill rose in Yang Zheng's heart, speaking of which, he was still Pang Hui's life-saving benefactor, and he stabbed himself in the blink of an eye.

"Do you hear me?" Pang Huisenran's gaze was like a sword in his hand.

Yang Zheng hurriedly bowed, "No!" ”

"Okay, if I can return to Luoyang this time, I will ask for credit for you, share the wealth, and never break my promise!" Pang Hui's face became kind, and he put the knife back into its sheath as if nothing had happened.

At his feet, Wang Axi's blood flowed slowly.

Yang Zheng took a deep breath and walked back to the soldiers of the Wuwei Battalion.

Although everyone was resentful, the military order was like a mountain, and no one dared to resist.

As the elite of the Wei State's Chinese army, Wuwei Battalion has never lost its bloodiness and martial courage after several tosses and turns for decades.

Yang Zheng didn't say a word, and walked in the front with a knife.

This is the way of the world, everyone dances on the tip of a sword.

If you see too much death, you will naturally put life and death out of the way.

Moreover, with the situation just now, as long as he dares to say the word "no", Pang Hui will definitely cut off his head mercilessly.

You want to hug your thighs, but your thighs want to trample you to death......

I couldn't help but regret it in my heart, I knew that Pang would turn his face and be ruthless, so it was better to escape into the mountains alone.

"General." Ling Husheng reminded in a low voice.

Yang Zheng was clever, put aside the countless thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on dealing with the present.

Looking back, there are resolute faces.

These days of getting along, Yang Zheng has won their respect.

The Shu army was already a hundred paces away.

Yang Zheng led everyone to approach in the grass and bushes.

The Shu army was very vigilant, and there were constantly cavalry patrols in front and behind, and they were discovered when they were fifty paces away.

Yang Zheng jumped up, "Kill!" ”

"Kill!" The Warrior Battalion jumped up and roared towards the enemy.

The Shu army reacted quickly, with spears set up and bows and arrows.

Arrows rained down.

There was a muffled grunt of an arrow around him.

"Kill!" Yang Zheng also roared angrily.

When people are cornered, they become crazy.

Several soldiers who had been hit by arrows, as long as they did not fall, roared and rushed forward.

Momentum is like a mad tiger, and it is unstoppable.

Eighty-seven seemed to become eight hundred, eight thousand......

The Shu army was well-trained, but the people who were guarded in the formation were greatly frightened and fled in all directions, making the Shu army array slightly chaotic.

"Chance!" Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he slashed the spear that stabbed him with a knife, dodged the two spears that stabbed obliquely, and crashed sideways into the enemy formation.

Almost instinctively, he swung the ring head knife, and there were bursts of blood and screams around him.

Fighting alone, Yang Zheng may not be able to, but on the battlefield, this kind of open-and-close knife technique is quite effective.

Linghu Sheng also followed by his side.

The two worked together to tear a gap.

Everyone in the Wuwei Battalion is a warrior who has been licking blood for many years, and they also broke in.

Once close, the spears of the Shu army became a burden at this time.

The ring head knife is light and forward.

At this time, the bravery of the Wuwei battalion was fully reflected, one person could fight three Shu troops, four or five people in a column, cooperating with each other, and more than 20 Shu troops could not get close.

The more they are injured, the more they are stimulated.

As long as you don't fall, you will fight forward and slash......

However, the Shu army also fought to the death.

The sword and shield armor soldiers squeezed from the east and west, and more than 30 cavalry from the periphery rushed wildly.

Yang Zheng felt that everything in front of him had turned bloody.

He was stabbed twice, and although he did not hurt the vital point, the wound kept bleeding.

Ling Husheng was also covered in blood, I don't know if it was the enemy's or his.

Yang Zheng looked back suddenly and found that there were only more than forty people who could stand.

Someone was hung on the spears of the cavalry of the Shu army.

Some people were dismembered by swords and shields.

Someone was trampled into a puddle of blood......

At this point, almost half an hour, the Shu army has been mobilized, the people and soldiers have collided with each other, and chaos has appeared.

And on the hills to the east, there is not the slightest movement......

Could it be that Pang will give up on himself?

Yang Zheng is like falling into an ice cave.

The crowd was surrounded in the center, back to back.

The Shu army was speared and stabbed.

More than 40 became 30, 20, 10......

Yang Zheng's face was covered with blood, thinking that he was going to die here today, he was unwilling in his heart, he never thought of being rich and rich in this troubled world, he just wanted to live and live.

Simple wishes became extravagant hopes.

The depression in his heart rushed to his lips and roared: "Pang Hui-"

The sound echoed through the valley.

Pang Hui –

Pang Hui –

"Aang—"

Suddenly, there was a loud neighing of horses on the hill to the east.

The war horse man stood up, and the man on the horse was black and blue, like a god general above the nine heavens, and the long knife in his hand was like a scorching sun, and the long knife was waved down, and the smoke and dust were made, and the grass, trees, and trees were shaken.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing echoed back and forth in the valley, as if thousands of troops were behind the hills.

The Shu army all looked to the east in surprise, forgetting the battle in front of them.

Even Yang Zheng was stunned.

Pang Hui's appearance was too shocking, like divine help.

It can be seen that he, a lieutenant general, does not rely entirely on his father's shadow.

"Kill!" Pang Hui rode his horse and jumped down from the hill, and more than a hundred armor soldiers behind him were like divine swords falling from the sky.

Dozens of brave Shu soldiers raised their spears in front.

But in the blink of an eye, it was overwhelmed by the angry Wei army.

Whether it is the Yongliang Army, the Wuwei Battalion, or the backbone of the middle base, they are all strong troops that have been fighting for decades.

The people scurried around, and fear spread.

Pang Hui took the lead, with a wave of the treasure knife in his hand, and with the condescending horse momentum, the heads of the two Shu soldiers flew up.

The Wei army was divided into two routes, one in front and one behind, as if the mouth of the open blood basin was open, wanting to swallow the Shu army.

Finally, the Shu army collapsed, threw down their weapons, and fled south.

Even if some brave people hold on to their positions, they can't save the defeat after all.

Yang Zheng sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily, sweat mixed with blood dripping together.

Ling Hu Sheng threw his knife to the ground and said angrily: "What a Pang Hui!" ”