Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Battle of Weinan (1)

Feng Xi is regretting, desperately regretting. He shouted on the ship: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Faster! ”

He wished that this ship could grow wings and turn into an arrow, which could be shot at the Fengling Ferry at once.

"Report!" The Chinese army brought a letter: "The prime minister has an order, Wei Yan is under siege, please go and answer it quickly!" ”

Feng Xi's heart sank. Prime Minister knew about this in Weinan from afar, so General Wei was indeed surrounded by enemy troops.

"Faster!" The oars were rattling, and the Yellow River was swirling with white plumes, just like Feng Xi's state of mind at this time. He was only skeptical at first, but at this moment, he was sure. If Wei Yan did not have a naval army to answer, then he could only die in Hedong. Why should I ship prisoners of war and booty back once? Can those people and things be worthy of the elite Han army under General Wei? Although victory or defeat is a common thing in the military, if Wei Yan is defeated, the northern front will be in danger. The Han army was already small in number, how could it withstand the opponent's powerful offensive?

"Report! General, the Wei army in front intercepted the estuary and set up artillery positions, and our army wounded three warships. ”

"He Jiuqu took that position, and the rest of the ships didn't stop, rushing over!"

He Jiuqu shouted, jumped onto the riverbank, tore off his shirt, raised his knife and rushed up, and a team of 100 chased after him. The cannon stone fell and hit the shoulder of a Han soldier, with a bang, and even the shoulder blade and spine were broken by the huge force, and the body fell down in a disfigured manner. More Han troops moved at a flexible pace, using the river beach terrain as a cover and advanced forward.

The Wei army divided two squads to block it, and dozens of other people kept firing artillery at the center of the river. The water column several feet high rushed straight into the sky, and another ship was hit. The crossbow arrows on the ship also began to fire, and the Wei army fell down helplessly.

He Jiuqu cut off the head of a Cao soldier in front of him with a knife, and was about to swing at the second one, but the man was pierced through the chest by a gun. The regular Han army was far stronger than his former brothers. He Jiuqu couldn't help but think of being teased by the monk when he was captured. His blood was surging, he was shouting and shouting, and he would never be worse than anyone else. He is the river god He Jiuqu, on the river, no one can bully him!

The 100-strong Han army split the 200-strong blockade, cut the butter like a knife, and forced the enemy troops on the artillery position away in the blink of an eye. He Jiuqu turned around, and the Han army fleet had passed. The Chinese army ordered: "Lord He, General Feng ordered you to protect this position and stop the enemy when our army retreats." ”

He Jiuqu nodded. In the Han army, it seems that any general he meets has outstanding intelligence, which can't help but make him, who is known for his wisdom, a little embarrassed. He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely learn from these generals the real way of using troops, which he could not comprehend by himself in a small fight on the Yellow River.

At this time, Feng Xi was in no mood to pay attention to He Jiuqu's thoughts, he only looked at the east, hoping that everything was still in time.

Wei Yan gathered his team and once again defeated the enemy's attack. He's been caught in a bitter battle. But he couldn't figure it out, how could this be a trap? This incredible entry line, who would take such a big risk to drill this trap except himself. Could it be that all your thoughts have fallen into the other party's scheme? As soon as he thought that the other party had completely figured out his psychology, Wei Yan felt a chill in his heart.

What a formidable opponent this should be?!

He did not know that his advance had actually disrupted the enemy's deployment and caused huge losses to the enemy. These are not in his consideration, Kong Ming's army is extremely strict, he does not obey orders, he is arbitrary, it is good to say if he wins, if he is defeated, he will only die.

However, although Wei Yan likes to use his wisdom, he is a military general in his bones, and the biggest characteristic of military generals is that they face strategies and strategies, and they believe in their indomitable will and indomitable courage.

At this time, there is no time to regret, there is no room to worry, the big is too much, it has been committed, it is unforgivable, and the most important thing now is that the whole army is in the most dangerous situation, and he must find a way to bring his robes back.

When Wei Yan found the dust rising in the distance, his years of experience in the battle made him decisively stop the continued attack and seize the pontoon bridge, and he turned the pontoon bridge into ashes with a fire, cutting off the communication between the north and the south, and eliminating the danger of being attacked by the north and the south. Then he moved his army northward, taking the high ground and reinforcing the camp on the one hand, and lining up along the river to control the ferry in his own hands.

He knows very well that the only way to do this is to stick to it. If you can't wait for reinforcements, then kill more enemies and relieve some pressure on the prime minister. In many cases, it is only possible to escape with one's life if you fight for one's life.

When the remnants of the mid-base camp attacked him, he was surprised to find that their strength was as great as they had been when they had been attacked the night before. When they put on their sturdy armor, crossed the huge shield covered with raw cowhide, and slammed forward with their huge ring-headed swords, they could simply ignore the presence of bows and arrows. Their only drawback is that they are not fast, but they attack step by step, but slowly but forcefully compress their positions.

Except for these people, those who are under the banner of the backbone are simply not people. They all abandoned their shields, all of them in heavy armor and long halberds, and rushed forward without their lives, as if in order to kill the enemy, let them die together. Wei Yan suddenly knew who the predecessor of this backbone battalion was—it was the guards under the command of Dian Wei at the time, a force to protect Cao Cao.

Cao Pi really looks up to himself.

So, how can you let him down!

Wei Yan looked at the upright backbone banner in the distance, roared the tiger, and led the army straight over. A defensive attack will increase the enemy's offensive, and only an attack in the middle of the defense can disrupt the enemy's deployment. If you can capture the flag, then you can make the enemy angry. However, it has never been so difficult to enter any battle array.

All the enemies are so strong, all the enemies are tacitly cooperative, and all the enemies have a strong fighting spirit. Wei Yan attacked the enemy army, and he actually had the illusion of rushing into the Hubu battalion or the Baier army. His giant sword slashed through the cracks in the heavy armor, and he could clearly feel the strong flesh and bones of those soldiers.

Less than a hundred feet away, his steps could no longer follow him. And directly in front, under the backbone flag, a young man was sitting on the Hu bed, smiling proudly. This person must be Cao Pi's cronies, and only his family and cronies can be in charge of these five elite troops. However, Wei Yan could not take a step further. The forest of halberds surrounded him, enveloped him, surrounded him, and made him unconsciously go to the bottom of the endless river like a whirlpool. Wei Yan suddenly woke up, and his war horse had fallen with a scream, almost knocking him to the ground. Knowing he couldn't go any further, he turned around and went where he came. Wei Yan, who had fallen off his horse, was completely at a disadvantage, but fortunately, his robes were desperately rushing towards him. Although his knife does not have the weight of a cold saw, it is not light, which ensures that in such a high-frequency kill, it will not lose its power due to the wear and tear of the blade. However, the weight of dozens of pounds on the arm is really heavy.

A long halberd on the side slashed over, Wei Yandao was in the outside hand, and he didn't have time to retract it, so he reached out with his left hand and grabbed the long halberd. The big man with the halberd didn't believe it, and he dragged it out of the battle formation like a straw. A few more halberds stabbed, Wei Yan used his left hand to cross, the halberd led people outward, the giant knife in his right hand slashed back, and the four heads flew up at the same time, blood gushing out. At the same time, he felt a pain in his left shoulder, which had already been stabbed. He roared, clamped the muscles on his shoulders, the weapon of the person behind him could not be withdrawn, Wei Yan swung the knife in his hand back, and the person behind him was cut into two pieces, and a cavity of blood gushed up to form a red fountain in mid-air. This situation also surprised the powerful Wei army.

Wei Yan's eyes began to bloom, and his strength was rapidly decreasing. Take a break, even if it's just for a quarter of an hour. But, in the current situation, can he rest?

Zhao Yun, how did you get into and out of the siege of these armies back then?

However, his actions had already surprised the boy on Hu's bed. This young man is not an outsider, he is the only younger brother of the Great Wei Emperor Cao Pi who is still willing to believe and remains in the army - Cao Yu. When the princes were fighting for power, he actively fell to Cao Pi, and Taoguang concealed it, asked to return the military power, returned to the fief, and finally won Cao Pi's trust and was appointed as the commander of the backbone battalion. Although this position is not high, it can only be obtained by relatives and trusted children of the clan.

He looked at Wei Yan in the distance in surprise. He sat in the middle of the formation, like a fisherman, as if he was in danger, and as long as the enemy had the idea of capturing him, he would be trapped in the battle, and there was only one way to die. But this time, that enemy general, without knowing the formation, actually killed him in his own seven unique formations.

He looked at the two people around him, one was nearly thirty years old, and he was the husband of the current Qinghe princess, the son of the late general Xiahou Mao, and the concubine was the royal Xiahou Mao. This person, unfortunately, did not have his father's heroic style at all, and only won the trust of Cao Pi for a while, not only commanding the middle base camp, but even having news to make him General Anxi. He lost so badly in this battle, I don't know how Cao Pi will treat him. On his other side, is a beautiful young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, he has a handsome face that completely reverses yin and yang, its existence seems to be a mockery of creation, and when you see this face, you will unconsciously sigh - this, how can it be a man? However, no one dared to be disrespectful to him, and dared to have the slightest thought of blasphemy. He is the commander of the guerrilla battalion, Cao Zhao. He is not only the general of the expedition to the east, the son of Cao Xiu, who was called the Cao family's Qianliju by Cao Cao, but also the closest friend of the crown prince Cao Rui, and his own talent is also trusted by Cao Pi. This person is inseparable from Cao Rui all day long, the two once gambled on clothes, Cao Rui lost, refused to give, he entered the account by himself, wore it and came out, and his uninhibited style was like this.

At this time, Cao Zhao was looking at Wei Yan in the array, and his eyes were showing respect.

At this time, Xiahou Mao said: "Little general, why don't you use immortal means to shoot this person to build pearl merit?" ”

Cao Zhao didn't have due respect for this concubine, he just smiled amorous and didn't speak.

Cao Yu also spoke: "Zhao'er, shoot." "He is Cao Zhao's uncle, although he is not very old, he speaks, and Cao Zhao can't ignore it. Cao Zhao nodded, reached out from his side, and actually took a rhubarb - this is a kind of crossbow that requires more than three hundred catties of strength to pull away, and at this moment in the army, he is the only one who can pull it - pointing at Wei Yan. The distance between them and Wei Yan was not close, and they were separated from the military formation, except for Rhubarb, there was no kind of crossbow arrow that could complete this kind of killing.

Wei Yan was rushing in the middle of the battle, almost unable to hold the broadsword, the Wei army wrapped him like a heavy whirlpool, and the Han army turned into a wooden diamond, wanting to break through the siege and join his lord.

At this time, Cao Zhao saw that after Wei continued to be injured in his left shoulder, his left leg was injured again, and he knelt on the ground with his left leg, swinging his knife in anger.

Golden opportunity!

Cao Zhao felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart......