But the tea in front of Xun Chen was still motionless, so it exuded a quiet and bitter aroma, shrouding the strategist's face in a dark mist.

The world of the Han Dynasty has become like this, and even if any prince ends the war in the past twenty years, it is impossible to give the head of Qiantou too many opportunities to read and write.

They always have to find a way to struggle in the dirt and find a way to survive.

But what about after that?

If Qiandu can come out to study and become an official, what kind of world will it be?

The old farmer on the roadside would also tell a few jokes about the Song people who were encouraged by the seedlings, and the woman who spun and weaved the cloth would also tell her son about the three migrations of Meng's mother, and the shepherd boy would ride on the back of an ox, swaying while reading a book.

Isn't that a better future?

But where is he in that bright future?

Where is the Hebei family?

Lu Lian how to rectify the family in Qingzhou and ask them to return the hidden land, the family in Jizhou still doesn't know much, but Xun Chen, who cares about her very much, is clear.

When Tao Sheng walked in, Xun Chen was writing a letter to the judge, trying to persuade him to stop fighting with Fu Zhu.

But after pondering for a while, he felt that he should write a letter to Chen Lin.

He saw very clearly that Lu Lian, who served under Liu Bei, was already the most dangerous enemy of the entire Hebei family.

It's getting late, and at such an hour, they should all call their troops back.

But apparently neither side has such a self-awareness:

- Since it's already a bad fight, let's go ahead like this.

For many people who love the art of war, especially those who love to talk about war on paper, they always feel that the "battlefield" can be carefully calculated, carefully selected, and calmly arranged, and finally invited into the urn.

But for Zhang Chao and Zhang He, there are some unavoidable elements in this war:

If it weren't for the back road being copied, Zhang Chao could have guarded under Puyang City and fought against the defenders of the city together;

If it weren't for Meng Dai's own assertions, Zhang He could have fought with Xun Chen back and forth, annihilating this tired and hungry army with an absolute superiority of troops.

Now they all have to start a decisive battle on this field.

First of all, Meng Dai's soldiers, these people should be the worst, they originally had the heart to rush over to pick up the bargain, and wanted to rely on the sound of golden drums to scare away the two Zhang troops who had already retreated, but they didn't expect to jump into the trap.

When the soldiers disguised as the people showed their blades, their morale immediately collapsed.

There are enemies everywhere! The cold light of swords everywhere! They have become loose in formation because of the looting of those baggage, and there is no way to fight in formation!

But for some reason, the soldiers did not attack with all their might, except for the first wave of attacks, which completely destroyed their morale, and only gradually drove them away with spears and long cards.

When these defeated soldiers belonging to Meng Dai realized that Er Zhang's army wanted to drive them in the direction where Zhang He's soldiers and horses were coming, they were simply grateful, and reciprocated the drive with double enthusiasm.

They ran breathlessly, stumbled, foaming at the mouth, but their footsteps refused to stop for a moment, and they crashed into the soldiers and horses of Zhang He, who was coming with their backs to the sunset.

"Get them back!" Meng Dai shouted hysterically, "Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Zhang He looked at him forbearingly.

Behind the rout was Erzhang's army, and it was obvious that he wanted to drive the rout to disperse his army.

Zhang He gave a few orders to the herald, and soon the order was passed to the front army: the soldiers on both flanks each took a step outward, widened the formation by one step, and the formation did not disperse, and let the defeated soldiers run to the rear.

But in the middle of that step, something happened suddenly.

For the rout, as long as they ran into the front army's formation, it was already much safer, and some of them collapsed on the ground as soon as their legs and feet were weak.

Some officers immediately shouted and scolded them, asking them to withdraw from the front army as soon as possible, but this order was not so easy to carry out - they were not the Jizhou army led by Zhang He, but Meng Dai's private army, how could the officers of the Jizhou army command them?

Zhang He looked at Meng Dai, but the latter's mood had gradually calmed down, but the scene of the gaffe just now was too unsightly, and he still felt uncomfortable on his face.

Seeing him look at himself like this, the overseer just snorted softly through his nose.

Seeing this, Gao Ran spoke cautiously on the side: "The thief army is coming, and the troops of the prison army are all elite in a hundred battles, if you are not careful for a while, wouldn't it be a pity to lose here?" ”

"If you are willing to make meritorious contributions," Meng Dai said lightly, "I won't rush this battle." ”

Zhang He's fists clenched quietly.

He had never been like this now, not only wanting to order those Meng Dai's private soldiers to be cut down, but also wanting to pull out his long sword and stab this fool to death with a sword!

But I don't know if God answered his prayer, and in the next moment, there was a sudden chaos in the front army!

"Murdered!" Some soldiers screamed like this, and the military formation of the front army was also chaotic in an instant!

Among those Meng Dai's routs, there were also some thieves!

They followed behind, taking advantage of the dimness of the twilight and the fire not yet showing, and rushed into Zhang He's front army together!

Now those people pulled out their long knives and slashed their heads and faces at the soldiers on their sides!

Their numbers were not many, at best, a hundred or so in number, but the whole front army was thrown into confusion - for there were many more routs mixed in besides them!

"Pass the order! Punished! Zhang He didn't think about it for a moment, and blurted out, "Punish these routs and thieves!" ”

Meng Dai's face turned white in an instant!

"Zhang He!" He snapped, "Don't you want to live?!" ”

But the honest, forbearing, seemingly good-tempered general suddenly turned his head and glared at him fiercely!

"If I let the prison army do this nonsense again," Zhang He said, "you and I don't have to go back to Yecheng alive!" ”

"Flipped!" Lu Hangyu sat in the car, looking at the battlefield in the distance, and exclaimed.

The beautiful young men looked at each other, but unfortunately General Zhang Wenyuan led the troops away in advance, and they were not here, so they could only ask hard.

…… This is very unclever.

"General, what's upside down?"

"The Boat of Friendship!" The female general shouted, "It's over! ”

Chapter 364

It was early summer, and the sun was setting later and later, so the gates were closing later and later.

For the peasants who have been busy all day, they can calmly sit on the ridges beside the dirt road, and when they see the merchants hurrying by, ready to push the carts and carry the flat poles into the city, they stop them and ask if the goods they carried when they left the city in the early morning have all been sold.

If it is sold out, the shrewd farmer can only frown, hurriedly say a few polite words, and see the figure of the merchant leaving, and sigh at today's luck;

If it is not sold, then you can negotiate the price, a pair of straw sandals, a clay pot, a bag of needles, a bundle of thread, no matter how heavy it is, it is always a frustrating thing to pick it back as it is, why not sell it to him cheaper?

The original price of 150 yuan a straw mat can be bought now for 100 yuan? It's all this hour, this mat must have been picked up by someone else, there must be some flaws, isn't it normal to have less money? Besides, if you pick it up and go home as it is, you will provoke the woman to nag, why bother?

Before the sun went down, by the afterglow of the setting sun, such a deal was made on the side of the dirt road outside the city, and the peasants hurried home to get the money, and the merchant put the flat burden on the side of the road, and squatted beside him and sighed, staring at the stone on the dirt road in a daze.

The straw mat can't be sold, and when you go home, you will be scolded by the woman, but if you sell it cheaply, this chatter is not much stronger.

…… If only something had happened. This short and distressed peddler thought like this, of course it couldn't be that something happened to him, it was better that something big happened to the nobles!

The people of the whole city were dumbfounded, and even frightened, and at least they could talk about the big thing for half a month! The women of his family like to talk, and whether they spin or weave, they have to get together with the women in the neighborhood, and they chatter endlessly—

The little merchant squatted on the side of the road, thinking about this boundless daydream, and waiting for the farmer to take the money, and then run through the path in the field, when the stone suddenly jumped.

There is no wind, how did the pebbles jump on their own?

As he thought so, the earth began to tremble even more forcefully!

A group of horsemen, like the wind, rushed in front of him!

It took the poor man a long time to realize that all his unsold goods—the worst of all the embroidered turbans—had been blown away by the wind brought up by the horses' hooves!

He covered his mouth, did not dare to cry or scream, and when he hurried to chase the turbans, all the peasants in the little village ran out, and looked in horror in the direction of the cavalry galloping—

It's Fanyang City! Something big is coming!

When the general, who was dressed in armor and had cold eyebrows, rode on his horse and looked condescendingly at the county commander who bent his waist deeply, Ling Chang instantly felt a dense cold sweat on his back.

"You're the Commander of the Prosperous Sun?"

"Yes, yes, under ......"

"What about your defenders?" Zhang Liao asked, "Just let me into the city?" ”

…… This is not a very good question to answer.

Therefore, the commander quietly cursed the general on horseback in his heart.

Look at the appearance and bearing, how can the brain be so useless!

"This city is led by Meng Dai's Meng Jian army, and there are 2,000 defenders in the city," he said in a slur manner, "and I will take the order to go today......

"There are no other defenders besides them?"

Ling Chang shook his head honestly, "There are fifty guards at each of the north and south gates, divided into two shifts, which is not enough to resist the general's heavenly soldiers. ”

The knights behind the general were whispering.

…… In a dialect he didn't understand.

"You are in this city," asked the young general, "but you have stocked up on grain and grass?" ”

Ling Chang had already calculated it in his heart, and now he immediately followed the good flow, "Yes!" There were still 40,000 stone of military rations in the city. ”

"Got a man?"

"Yes, too! There are too! He replied cautiously, "Obey the general's orders at all times." ”

"That being the case," said the young general, "I will not kill your men, nor will I burn your city, but you will send some men to load the grain and grass into trucks overnight, and go with me!" ”

It was already completely dark, but the torches lit up a street, and from the granary to the south gate, the fire was like a long river, and everywhere there were people, and everywhere there were carts, and everywhere there were mules and horses that had been led out and were a little reluctant.

In this small city, these beasts were the only beings who could freely express their grievances, so when the chief watched them squirt, he felt a wave of envy in his heart.

"Just sent the rations out?" Xian Cheng stood behind him and muttered quietly.

"Or else?" He also scolded in a low voice, "What can you and I do with such an empty city? ”

The county man was careful not to say anything, so the two of them stood at the gate of the city and continued to watch as truckloads of military rations were transported out.

Beside them were the knights brought by the general of the state, all of them tall and large, with cold eyebrows, and the horse lance in their hands shone coldly in the firelight. I don't know if it's because of the firelight, Ling Chang even always feels that there is blood on the tip of the lance.

Thinking about it again, since they knew that Meng Dai had transferred his soldiers and horses away and rushed to the city so quickly, hadn't there been a fight before?