Before leaving the army, Xiahou Yuan never thought that he would fall into the current situation.

When he was in Tongguan last year, he broke the Yongliang coalition army, and his generation was as dusty as a local chicken and a dog.

Later, the whole army entered Yongliang with his brother, but if it were not for the cold and heavy snow and the lack of food and grass, he was forced to withdraw the army.

I'm afraid that at that time, Ma Chao will already be captured and Yongliang, how can Liu Bei interfere?

The simple thought was immediately pressed by Xiahou Yuan, instead of regretting this useless thing, it is better to think carefully about what life is now.

In front, Zhang Fei's reinforcements lined up, and there was a retreat behind Chen Cang.

The valley road, which was wide during the dry season, is now a valley gorge for the three armies, and there are only two obvious options in front of them:

Either break the formation forward and capture Linwei, or reflexively march to recapture Chencang.

Xiahou Yuan unconsciously smiled bitterly, is there any other choice?

After last night's attack on the camp turmoil, the pro-guard team repelled Zhang Fei without turning his heel, and more than half of them were killed or wounded.

Ordinary soldiers were panicked and had no desire to fight.

Breaking the formation forward is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and now only Chen Cang can still be regarded as a way to survive.

"Formation, retreat to Chencang." Xiahou Yuan ordered softly.

The order was conveyed layer by layer, and the eyes of the soldiers also brightened again.

As long as they retreat to Chencang, they will have walls and houses to withstand the cold wind, and enough charcoal to keep warm, so that they can completely get rid of this embarrassing battlefield.

Xiahou Yuan glanced at the military formation opposite, and the hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously.

As long as you take this group of men and horses to retreat to Chencang, you will not lose it, and then make the soldiers understand that if they want to survive, they must capture Chencang.

The cavalry is strong in battle, but if you stick to Chen Cangfan, you will not have an advantage.

The mourning soldiers under his command rose up, and there was no chance to fight!

This was already the best ending that Xiahou Yuan could envision, but Liu Bei didn't intend to give the other party this chance.

single-handedly suppressed Zhang Fei's request to fight, and Liu Bei's mobilization of men and horses was very simple: Ming Huanghuang's tailgating.

Advance and retreat with Cao Jun, and rest with Xiahou Yuan.

From beginning to end, he maintained a distance that was about to leave, and Xiahou Yuan was always worried until the sun was setting, and there was no news of the opposite attack.

This made him furious:

"This pig killer has humiliated me!"

Such intentions were too obvious, and both Xiahou Yuan and Du Xun understood that the thief army wanted to make them collapse.

And at this time, it is about to fall into the night, and they also need to guard against the possibility of the other party's night attack, and the pressure is even greater.

"Why don't you divide the inner and outer battalions, the outer battalion is on guard, and the inner battalion is sleeping." This is already the most perfect method that Du Xun can come up with.

Xiahou Yuan waved his hand weakly, signaling the other party to do it quickly.

Then he looked at the dark gorge in the east and was stunned:

I didn't feel far away when I came, and this time I went back...... Will you be able to make it this way?

A hot meal before night calmed the Cao soldiers a little, and with this warmth, the soldiers in the inner camp couldn't wait to sleep and just begged to keep this warmth for a while.

A few Cao sergeants who were in charge of guarding the perimeter wrapped their clothes tightly and squatted under the wooden wall to block the wind, and a charcoal stove that flickered and barely hung for a breath was surrounded by them, providing a trace of heat.

After gathering together to scold the weather and complain, all that was left was an unbearable chill, but at this moment someone spoke up:

"What's that?"

"What? Could it be that Uncle Liu Huang finally called? Someone muttered, reluctant to get up at all.

But soon he heard a few "whoosh", which came from the exclamation of the robe.

So although reluctant but also difficult to resist curiosity, the man wrapped his clothes a little tighter, looked in the direction of the robe, and involuntarily "beeped".

The camp of the two armies was not far away, and at this time, they clearly saw several burning red volcanoes burning in front of the Zhang Fei military camp, which was extremely conspicuous at night.

A few Cao soldiers stood up and were reluctant to sit down, even if the cold wind hammered their faces, they still couldn't stop their eyes full of envy.

No one cared about the small charcoal stove behind him, and after there was no human wall to block the wind, the charcoal stove stubbornly lit up twice, and finally went out.

At this moment, Cao Bing, who was at the forefront, was keenly aware of the abnormal sound:

"Who?!"

Even he didn't notice it, and the warning didn't mean much intimidation, and it wasn't very loud.

Fan Jiang's figure emerged from the darkness, and there was no blade in his hand, but he raised a wooden barrel in his hand:

"Brothers, be vigilant and tired, I am ordered by Uncle Huang to send some hot soup to the athletes."

Several soldiers couldn't figure out the number of roads on the opposite side for a while, and looked at each other: Do you want to warn?

Fan Jiang smiled and lifted the lid, and a hot smell mixed with a fragrant glutinous smell wafted out, making several Cao Bing Deng straighten their eyes.

After putting down the barrel, Fan Jiang stepped back, but did not forget to make clear the few words that Pang Junshi explained:

"What kind of grudge do we have against each other? Uncle Huang raised troops only to beg thieves, not to kill the Han army. ”

"This soup is made by the Jingzhou Divine Doctor, which can not only drive away the cold but also prevent typhoid fever, whether it is to drink it to protect the body, or to dump it on the ground, and wait for self-determination."

With that, Fan Jiang disappeared into the darkness again, and listening to the undisguised footsteps, he obviously walked away.

Several Cao Jun looked at each other and fell silent, but seeing that the heat of the bucket of hot soup became a little thin, someone couldn't help but try to speak:

"Since this man has retreated, there is no need to warn ......"

Someone opened his mouth, and soon someone made up for it:

"I heard that Uncle Liu Huang is known as benevolent......"

"It's just a thief, can I wait for Xiaomin to be considered a thief?"

"That Zhang Fei is as brave as a bear, if he really wants to murder me, why bother so much?"

So the opinions on the scene were quickly agreed.

After Fan Jiang sent out two buckets of guizhi soup, he returned to the camp with light steps.

Although it was a cold night, the burning coal cake hills exuded a terrifying heat, which made Fan Jiang feel sweaty.

Thinking about the number of briquettes put into it, and the number of buckets of guizhi soup sent out tonight, Fan Jiang was a little heartbroken, and muttered in a low voice:

"This Pang Junshi is also a ...... who doesn't know how to live a fine life"

In front of the burning coal mountain, Liu Bei was shaking his head and sighing:

"Shiyuan is a good plan, so within three days, Cao's army will be defeated."

Pang Tong's face was of course, but he didn't take credit for it, and arched his hand:

"The lord still needs to use troops carefully, and the longer this Cao army is trapped in this gorge, the greater the certainty of self-collapse."

Liu Bei smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Cao Ying, who was dimly lit opposite, and nodded:

"Then it will depend on the outcome of this battle."

led the troops into the camp, forced Xiahou Yuan to flee in defeat, and slowly chased and strangled slowly, although this can win a big victory, but I am afraid that Han'er's blood will also be drained.

Although it is a little troublesome and the money is a little wasted now, it is indeed as Yuan Zhi said during the Battle of Jingxiang:

Han'er's blood has been shed enough.

In the next few days, in addition to leading the troops to swagger against Xiahou Yuan, Liu Bei also sent troops to attack and harass from time to time, just to delay the pace of Cao's army.

And at night, it was still the same, burning coal cakes, and sending Zhang Fei's personal soldiers to secretly send hot cinnamon soup.

The front line of the two sides also seems to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, Liu Bei did not hear the sound of a warning in Cao's barracks, and Zhang Fei's personal soldiers also went back easily, without the slightest surprise.

Xiahou Yuan was also very satisfied, although the pig killer had been leading his troops to follow, but the morale of the soldiers was slowly recovering, which was visible to the naked eye.

According to Xiahou Yuan's estimate, if it goes on like this, it may be possible to form a counterattack at the eastern exit of Hegu Road, and then take advantage of the situation to storm Chencang.

But after three days of such peace, Fan Jiang did not leave immediately after putting down the Guizhi soup, but reminded him:

"A few brothers, when you attack Chen Cang in a few days, remember to hide some back, after all, the stray arrow has no eyes and can't recognize people, if you die in vain, wouldn't it be ashamed of your parents?"

Cao Bing was silent for a moment, and someone shook his head and said:

"Brother said it was funny, I'll wait for Chen Cang, why do I need to attack the city?"

Fan Jiang's face was strange:

"Three days ago, Zhao Yun and Ma Chao under the command of Uncle Huang led more than 10,000 horsemen to capture Chencang."

"Now General Xiahou is returning in a hurry, ignoring the tailgating of our army, he is going to rescue Chen Cang, don't you know?"

Several Cao soldiers were stunned for a while.

The hot soup that has been drunk in the stomach in the past few days will not be faked, and the two sides have established initial trust, so a few Cao soldiers believed it almost immediately.

And this also gives a plausible explanation for the strange situation between the two armies.

A few Cao soldiers didn't know what General Xiahou was thinking about morale and the gains and losses of the attack.

They only knew that Chen Cang was not where to return, and General Xiahou led them back to attack the city in this cold spring!

The fragrant smell of cinnamon soup could not arouse their appetite either, and someone made a decision almost immediately:

"This ...... Brother, can you take me to vote for Uncle Huang? ”

Fan Jiang immediately mobilized his facial expressions and made an embarrassed expression according to what Master Pang explained.

There are also corresponding arguments:

"Brothers, this matter has a lot to do with it, if you throw yourself into the emperor's uncle, won't it affect your parents at home? Think carefully about this. ”

"If you insist on coming to vote, I'll be here tomorrow night, and I'll go with me."

After saying that, Fan Jiang took the initiative to retreat without saying anything, and this time before he went far, Fan Jiang heard the suppressed argument behind him.

"Master Pang is a good plan." Zhang Fei squatted and whispered:

"It is said that it makes people think carefully for a day, but in fact, it is just to spread the news that Chen Cang has been lost."

Pang Tong smiled and spread his hands:

"If our army shouts that Chen Cang has fallen, it will be regarded as a rumor that will disturb the morale of its army."

"But if it's his autobiography, then who can not believe it?"

Immediately positive color road:

"Yide go to sleep, the rumors will be difficult to calm down, tomorrow or everything will go well, or there will be a vicious battle, you should raise your spirit."

In fact, there was no need to wait for dawn, after all, the two camps were too close, and in the second half of the night, figures came from Cao's camp one after another, gathering around the embers of the pile of briquettes.

The cold-stricken soldiers stretched out their bodies so that the heat could pour in from all angles, and the feeling of comfort made them snort involuntarily.

Liu Bei, who was called up, saw this scene.

Liu Bei was also not wearing armor, so he casually grabbed a nearby Cao Bing and asked:

"You voted like this, aren't you afraid of affecting your parents?"

This Cao Bing looked at the hosta on Liu Bei's head, shook his hand and said impatiently:

"It is the Jianghuai clan, the Han River overflowed in the second year of Jian'an, people cannibalized, and the two elders died."

This answer made Liu Bei silent.

At this time, there was a drum beating in the Cao military camp opposite, and it was obvious that it was difficult for a soldier of this scale to flee without being discovered.

So the face of the soldier who was impatient with Liu Bei in front of him became a little frightened:

"This eldest brother, then Uncle Huang won't send me to wait for the first place, right?"

The loyalty of such fleeing soldiers is often difficult to guarantee, and they have to be guarded in order to avoid trouble.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to appoint such soldiers as those who dare to obey and meet the soldiers of the past.

Liu Bei looked at Cao Ying, who was starting to mess up, and comforted:

"You can keep warm with peace of mind, and you will definitely not be ordered to be the first to dare to obey."

Xiahou Yuan couldn't accept the sudden turn of events, obviously his morale was improving a few days ago, why was he woken up by Du Attack today, and he split his head and covered his face with a sentence:

"General, a large number of soldiers are fleeing and the enemy army has the appearance of a camp roaring, what are we waiting for?"

What do we wait for? I don't know?

Xiahou Yuan's first reaction was that most of his plan to attack Chen Cang could only come to naught.

But after simply putting on the trap with the help of Du Xian, the situation he saw was worse than he expected.

The camp was completely chaotic, and chaotic shouts came from all directions, but to sort out the most shouted words were only a few words:

"Chen Cang has fallen!"

"It's better to vote for Liu!"

Xiahou Yuan, who had endured for many days, became angry in an instant:

"This pig killer dares to make a ghost trick!"

"Zhixu, kill me out, even if I fight to the death, I will face Zhang Fei!"

There was an obvious disappointment in Du Xun's eyes.

He assisted Xiahou Yuan in handling all matters, and he couldn't be clearer about the current situation.

Chen Cang had fallen three days ago, and now I am afraid that it is even more indestructible.

Attacking the city with tired troops was originally Xiahou Yuan's wishful thinking.

And not to mention Ma Chao, Zhao Yun has also been immersed in the military formation for a long time, even a fool should know that after sticking to Chen Cang, he is deploying heavy troops to guard the dangerous place.

Most of them can't even kill this river valley road, and there is a high probability that they won't be able to see the city wall of Chen Cang at all!

That being the case......

"Thread?" Unable to hear the response behind him, Xiahou Yuan looked back a little strangely, but what he saw was Du Xi's own soldiers rushing up.

He immediately called his own soldiers to help, but then remembered that more than half of the soldiers who had been killed and injured in the previous battle against Zhang Fei, and the rest were placed by him to recuperate, and only two people were with him.

With mental calculation or unintentional, Xiahou Yuan was tied up without much room for resistance, and even his mouth was gagged by the way.

Looking at Xiahou Yuan, who was glaring at him, Du Xi's tears immediately fell.

"General!" Du Xi cried and said:

"Now that the front can't be broken, and the back can't be retreated, wouldn't it make Cao Gong sad to die in vain?"

"The thief army is powerful here, but Duke Cao will be like a bamboo in Jingzhou."

"Please bend down and be punctual and stay useful for Cao Gong!"

Xiahou Yuan's eyes widened, his mouth was gagged, and he couldn't say a word.

Then Du Xi wiped away his tears, held back his strength and shouted:

"General Xiahou has descended!"

"General Xiahou has descended!"

Within three days, the next video will be opened.

The state is sparse, and it has affected the reader's grandfather.

(End of chapter)