Now only Zhonghui is left!

The soldiers were even more impatient than Yang Zheng.

When these government soldiers entered Hanzhong, they didn't catch a big battle, and many people complained in private.

After meeting with Dong Jue, Yang Zheng kept him by his side and ordered Liang Fang to lead 3,000 pro-troops to defend the Sword Pavilion, and then the army turned to the northeast.

As soon as I walked to Yang'an Pass, I heard two bad news coming from my front and back feet.

Seoul Jiang Bin and Lecheng Wang Han surrendered Zhonghui!

As a result, Zhong Hui's strength swelled rapidly.

Grain, grass and ordnance were greatly sufficient, and there was capital based in Hanzhong.

The number of troops also expanded from 120,000 to 140,000.

Jiang Bin, Jiang Shu, Wang Han and other Shu generals have all become his pawns, and there are two solid fulcrums of Han and Le.

Yang Zheng had a headache, Zhong Hui had an army of 140,000, and there was a strong city to defend.

I only have 50,000 ...... in my hands

Although Feng Yineng defeated Sima Zhao's 160,000 army with an army of 50,000, it was the result of the right time and place.

The cavalry in Guanzhong can gallop at will, and Hanzhong is full of lofty mountains and mountains, and with Zhong Hui's cunning, he will naturally not be easily deceived.

It can be said that the advantage is already in the hands of Zhong Hui.

Before Yang Zheng went east, Zhong Hui had already built fortifications in Han and Le, and also built hundreds of boats, including ships, small material boats, and wooden rafts, to firmly control the waterway.

In the past, Yang Zheng could still copy the queen, first occupy Akasaka, and strangle Zhonghui's retreat, but now Zhonghui has made so many boats, and the entire Hanshui is under his control.

Before Yang Zheng arrived at Akasaka, Zhong Hui's fleet could arrive first.

"Zhong Hui is too cunning!" Liu Heng hated.

"Zhong Hui has more than 100,000 troops in his hands, and there is a strong city in his hands, which is difficult for our army to overcome."

Shuzhong has been won, what is this guy still doing in Hanzhong?

Does he have a chance?

In the short term, the advantage is in the hands of Zhonghui, but in the long run, Zhonghui will undoubtedly lose.

Once Lu Zhi stabilizes Guanzhong, Du pre-stabilizes Shuzhong, and the north and south are attacked, can Zhonghui still be able to break the sky?

Or is his purpose just to disgust himself?

It's too much like his style.

It seems that he was humiliated by recruiting him some time ago, so he deliberately came to disgust himself?

Since there is no advantage, Yang Zheng doesn't care, continue to wait.

February passed in the blink of an eye, and seven or eight days later, March came upon us.

Hanzhong has a much milder climate than Liangzhou.

Green mountains and green waters, all kinds of flowers dot the mountains and rivers.

Han and Le surrendered to Zhonghui, but Jinwei Liuyin sent people to express their intention to surrender.

Looking at the sand table, Yang Zheng was happy in his heart, half of the golden enclosure was holding the Meridian Valley, but the other half was south, so he could pinch the Han water.

If there is a large army in Jinjinwei now, won't Zhonghui become a turtle in an urn?

When the time comes, give him a wire across the river to see if he can still be so determined!

Yang Zheng hurriedly ordered Chang'an, and ordered Zhang Special to lead 10,000 troops south to enter the Golden Valley, and block Zhonghui with the veteran Liu Yin!

A corner of Hanzhong could not support Zhonghui's 140,000 army at all.

Jiang Wei's strong walls are very thorough, there are not many people, the fields and canals are destroyed, and it is difficult for Zhonghui to cultivate fields on a large scale.

Sima Zhao survived Zhuge Dan's hundreds of thousands of troops, and now he has come to stay up to the bell meeting.

After another two or three days, 10,000 soldiers from Hehuang and Xihai came from Longxi to Yinping, and Yang Zheng's troops were greatly abundant.

In order to increase the pressure on Zhonghui, several rangers were ordered to cruise north of the Han River, destroying Zhonghui's tuntian.

The scouts of the Zhong Hui had already found out the news.

There was actually a letter asking for war, "Xingyun has the meaning of swallowing the world, you might as well fight it out on the bank of the water!" ”

"The bell will inevitably be deceitful!" Pang Qingdao.

An army of more than 100,000 can do too much.

It's not bad to have an ambush on all sides.

However, the generals were highly motivated and asked for battle.

The war lasted for seven or eight months, and Liangzhou was in a tense state.

Spring ploughing is coming soon, and large-scale cultivation will begin in Guanzhong, Shuzhong, and Liangzhou.

If you continue to consume it like this, it will be somewhat detrimental to yourself.

Besides, Zhong Hui took the initiative to ask for battle, if he retreated, it would not hurt his morale much, and it would not be conducive to his invincible personality.

Just when Yang Zheng was a little hesitant, outside the hall, the soldiers of the government were in an uproar.

Several Qianghu soldiers knelt down at the foot of the steps, "We are willing to fight to the death for the prince and break the bell meeting!" ”

Yang Zheng's face sank, the secrets in the army were so easily leaked to the soldiers.

Looking back at the generals around him, in addition to Wen Yang, Liu Heng, Pang Qing and others, there are also Qiang Hu Hao chieftains, the leaders of Haoqiang......

This is a very bad sign.

Today is a petition, tomorrow may be the following.

Consecutive big victories, and the proud soldiers are coming!

Yang Zheng's eyes were murderous, the army must surrender to its own will, not the army to command itself!

At this time, Pang Qing beside him coughed.

Yang Zheng turned his eyes around, and saw that the surrounding Qiang Hu Hao chieftains and Haoqiang chieftains were all shining, and he suddenly realized in his heart that now is not the time to clean up the interior, it is not good for morale, it is not good for the morale, it is not good for the army, it is easy to kill these people, these Hao chieftains and leaders must be jealous, so they pressed the killing machine rushing in their hearts: "Since this is the case, then send troops to fight!" ”

"Hooray!" A few Qiang Hu Yi from ecstasy.

The other soldiers around didn't know why, and they also shouted wildly.

Since the decisive battle, Zhang Te's 10,000 troops did not have to rush to Jinjinwei, and Yang Zheng ordered them to quickly support the battlefield of Hanle Second City to ensure that nothing went wrong.

The army poured into Yang'an Pass.

The soldiers were extremely excited along the way.

As if not to go to the decisive battle, but to reap.

The high morale gradually took a turn for the better.

Yang Zheng was secretly vigilant in his heart, the most terrible enemy was not the outside, but the inside.

The scouts all dispersed to find out the movements of nearby enemy forces.

In the water, there are more than 100 large and small ships.

Flags were displayed in the barracks on both sides of the strait, and drums were beating.

I don't know what Zhong will be doing, but thick white smoke rises from the line from Seoul to Chushui, covering both banks.

"There's got to be an army hiding in there!" Liu Heng said firmly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Yang Zheng was in a bad mood.

Liu Heng laughed dryly, "Aren't your subordinates in a hurry?" ”

"Thank you very much." Yang Zheng also smiled.

The atmosphere has finally recovered a lot.

The army marched step by step, cautiously.

However, as soon as the scouts approached the white mist, they were repelled by the overwhelming rain of arrows inside.

The roar in the white mist was like thunder, as if a million troops were really hidden.

Yang Zheng ordered the soldiers to line up on the high slope.

Liu Heng went up with three hundred gongs and drummers beating gongs and drums, "Zhonghui Xiao'er, if you want to fight, come out, why be sneaky?" ”

Anyway, Yang Zheng wouldn't rush into the white mist no matter what.

The first sentence is an hors d'oeuvres, followed by all sorts of foul language.

The scolding is extremely ugly.

Yang Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't know how Zhong Hui could stand it.

Sure enough, in the white mist, the sound of breaking wind whistled sharply.

Dozens of artillery stones rushed out of the white mist and smashed towards Liu Heng's place.

Liu Heng and the gong and drummer threw away the gong and drum and turned around and ran, but three people were still smashed into pulp.

"If Zhonghui places a trebuchet on the ship and lures our army to attack first, our army will suffer heavy casualties." Pang Qingdao.

It was clear that there was a trebuchet on the ship hidden in the white mist.

"Order, all righteous servants and all tribes are the vanguard to attack the camp in the north of the water!" Yang Zheng's eyes flashed with a cold light.

The art of the emperor is when it is time to use it.

Among the soldiers who asked for battle just now, a few of them were government soldiers.

This time, Pang Qing didn't say anything.

The military order was handed down, and the righteous servants and the troops of the tribe formed several small formations and went to the northern camp to kill.

Before it got closer, stones flew all over the sky, and arrows rained down.

The screams resounded on both sides, and several Hao chiefs turned around and ran away with their subordinates.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, and after a while, more than 100 people were cut off one by one in front of the battle.

The three armies were shaken up.

looked at Yang Zheng's eyes with fear again.

Prestige and prestige, first prestige and then faith.

Human nature is to bully the soft and fear the hard, especially in Liangzhou, it is impossible for Yang Zheng to let the arrogant soldiers of the late Tang Dynasty appear in advance.

The horn sounded one by one.

The north side is full of people, smoke and dust, as if there are thousands of troops.

Yang Zheng thought it was another trick that Zhong would play, but when he heard their shouting slogans, he knew that it was Zhang Te.

The situation on the battlefield suddenly became favorable to Yang Zheng.

Because looking from the south to the north, there is no way to see how many soldiers and horses are in the smoke and dust.

Zhang Te repaid the favor with his own way.

On the water, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing more than 200 boats and wooden rafts.

On the largest ship, a person dressed in white is better than snow, and a long sword hangs from his waist.

"Yang Xingyun, Hanzhong will send it to you, today's favor, please return it in the future!"

Hundreds of people on board shouted in unison.

Liu Heng, who had just escaped back, looked confused, "Is Zhong Hui going to run away?" ”

The smoke cleared, a fire broke out in Seoul, and the ships flowed down the river like arrows from the strings.

Farther away in Lecheng, there are more boats parked in the Han River.

"Report to the monarch and the marquis, the north and south camps are all false, hanging sheep and beating drums, only the flag is seen, and no one is seen!" The scouts finally figured out the enemy's reality.

But it seems too late.

Yang Zheng had a feeling of being deceived, if he hadn't been transferred back to Zhang Te, Zhong Hui might not have run away.

"It's really fucking shameless, did he send it to Hanzhong?" Yang Zheng scolded angrily and laughing.

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