Yang Zheng's sword has been stabbed out, now it depends on how Deng Ai parries.

If the Hu brothers are rescued, Yang Zheng will lead the personal guard battalion to break through the layers of camps under the West City.

If you don't save it, then eat the Hu family brothers, and make Deng Ai a lonely family and surrounded by many people.

"Report to the general, Deng Aijun will send a division to support the southern camp!" On a rainy and snowy night, the scouts shivered from the cold.

The coldest weather is not snow, but this kind of rain and snow, freezing rain pours on people, and the cold seeps into the bone marrow.

"Give him a clean coat and some hot soup." The scouts are all elites in the army, and now they are Yang Zheng's eyes and ears, and they can't have problems.

"General Xie!" The scout gave his hand gratefully.

The west city became noisy.

At the same time, the sound of war drums and shouts also sounded in the enemy camp, making this rainy and snowy night suddenly boil into the sky.

Everything is in the dark.

Yang Zheng couldn't see Deng Ai's movements, and Deng Ai couldn't see Yang Zheng's movements.

Like two beasts in the dark jungle, they only feel each other's presence by breath.

Against Deng Ai, Yang Zheng was excited in his heart.

It's like swordsmanship, you can't make anything behind closed doors all day.

Sparring with a low level can only lower your own level, and will not improve.

And only an opponent of Deng Ai's level can make Yang Zheng improve quickly.

This is learning war through war.

A true celebrity is never something on paper.

The fierce generals are out of the army, and the famous generals are out of the battle array.

"My subordinates are willing to lead an army to intercept it!" Gong Feizhi arched his hand.

"My subordinates are willing to go!" Liu Heng's round eyes widened, "Don't rob me!" ”

Gong Feizhi laughed twice and took two steps back unconfidently.

When they are not fighting, people Z are generally more gentle and rarely cause trouble, and a few bags of grain can make them happy like children.

Gong Feizhi has always rarely taken the initiative to ask for help, and of course he does not dare to compete with Liu Heng, who is the hegemon in the army.

However, Liu Heng's character is not suitable for leading alone, and he must be under Yang Zheng's nose, otherwise he will be prone to chaos.

And now is not the time to play with your life.

And Yang Zheng has the intention to cultivate Gong Feizhi.

Among all the tribes in Xiping, the Z people and Qin Hu have the highest loyalty.

can only be attached to Yang Zheng.

And Qiang Huhan, all kinds of careful thinking inside.

The clues can be seen in this battle.

Peng Hu, as his de facto father-in-law, was the first to jump out and hook up with Chen Tai.

Fortunately, Chen Tai had no malicious intentions, otherwise Yang Zheng could learn from Xiahou Ba, run away with a bucket, abandon Xiping, and enter Xihai Qiang Land to close the door and become the emperor of the soil.

If you go outside, you must first settle inside.

After this battle, it's time to sweep your counter.

"Gong Feizhi led two thousand cavalry, the enemy advanced and I retreated, and the enemy advanced against me, no need to engage in battle, contain this reinforcement!" Yang Zheng looked at Gong Feizhi encouragingly.

Gong Feizhi was shocked, both surprised and grateful, "My subordinates take orders." ”

Liu Heng looked sullen.

Yang Zheng patted him on the shoulder, "The main force must be left until the end, you cultivate your spirit, and I will rely on you in the final battle!" ”

Give some color, Liu Heng can open a dyeing workshop, his big hand pounds on the breastplate, and his face is full of flowers.

"General rest assured, when the time comes, there will be no ambiguity with a mace in someone's hand!"

Yang Zheng continued to wait.

The situation is tilted in your favor, and there is no need to gamble.

The battle of tens of thousands of people is not to see who is more ferocious, but to see who does not make mistakes and who can calm down.

The art of war is cloudy: first for the invincible, to wait for the enemy to win, not to win in oneself, to win in the enemy!

Stand yourself invincible first and wait for the enemy to reveal his weakness.

When Sima Yi and Zhuge Wuhou faced off, neither side had any outstanding records, because they rarely exposed their weaknesses.

Deng Ai is a mad dog tied to Yongliang by Sima and his son, even if he loses this time, go back and gnaw two bones, and come back next time.

However, as long as Yang Zheng loses once, everything will be over.

The night grew darker.

The wind is howling, and the rain and snow are like obscurity.

The soldiers fought in the dark night.

The movement of the southern city became louder and louder, and the sound of horses' hooves seemed to shatter the long night.

The sound of fighting and shouting passed through the blockade of rain and snow, and slowly drifted into Yang Zheng's ears.

Without the Hu brothers, Deng Ai will also be unable to support himself, and these fortifications will trap him to death.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Yang Zheng stood on the city tower, not feeling cold at all, let alone sleepy.

About half an hour later, the scout reported again: "General, Deng Ai's army has moved!" One to the south, one to the north! ”

Yang Zheng couldn't help frowning, to the south is to support the Hu family brothers, what is the north doing?

Do you want to run?

"How many people are there in each of the two branches?" Yang Zheng asked.

The scout was puzzled: "The night is obscured, and it is impossible to be sure." ”

He gave Deng Ai a problem, and now Deng Ai has a problem for himself.

This kind of weather-breaking, the scouts can detect Deng Ai's army, and they have reached the limit.

Meng Guan took 3,000 foot armor, Meng took 6,000 light cavalry, Gong Feizhi took another 2,000 foot cavalry, and the army in the city was less than 15,000.

If the army is divided again, it will not be possible to form an effective offensive.

And the risks will increase.

The virtual is real, and the real is virtual.

Which of Deng Ai's two centaurs is false?

Or storm the camp of Deng Ai?

In the darkness of the night, the three dock forts also disappeared, and the fierce beasts hid their traces, which was even more terrifying.

Yang Zheng gritted his teeth and said: "Order the troops, don't act rashly, and hold the city!" ”

"Oops!" Liu Heng sighed.

But now Yang Zheng is no longer in the mood to take care of his thoughts.

With Deng Ai's character, he would never just run away with a bucket.

At this point in the war, it has reached the final stage, and Deng Ai will not fail to see the importance of the Hu family brothers.

He is guarding the city like this, the Hu brothers can eat if they can, they can't eat, Meng is a cavalry, everyone has two horses, and they will also withdraw from the battlefield.

In a word, I will shrink into the Broken Qiang City, what can you Deng Ai do to me?

As long as you don't die, half of this battle has already been won!

You can decide whether to fight or not to fight at dawn!

The wait is always long.

And the night will come to an end.

The rain and snow slowly stopped, and the cold around UU reading books also subsided a lot.

Gradually, a touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky, and the movement of Xicheng became smaller and smaller.

Scout Ecstasy ran up the wall, "Great victory!" General Meng broke the enemy in the south, Hu Guang retreated, and Hu Qi was captured! ”

There was a boiling on the city wall, "Wan Sheng!" Wansheng! ”

The soldiers cheered first.

After a night of bitter cold, it's all worth it now!

Deng Ai didn't go to rescue the Hu brothers?

Yang Zheng was just a little puzzled in his heart, and suddenly heard Beicheng shouting, "The enemy is attacking!" The enemy is coming! ”

Deng Ai is attacking the North City?

At this time, he was still thinking about attacking, and Yang Zheng couldn't help but admire it greatly.

Suddenly it occurred to me that if I had rushed out to fight last night, would Poqiang City still be in my hands at the moment?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, if Yang Zheng hadn't come from the next generation and didn't have such a deep understanding of Deng Ai, I'm afraid his head would have been sent to the desk of Sima and his son.

Others don't know how powerful Deng Ai is, but Yang Zheng knows better than anyone else.

This is what later generations called the golden finger!

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