How can they decide their life and death so coldly?

"She is a victorious general, and everyone in the army is respected," Zhang Miao sighed, "How can she not lead soldiers?" ”

Zang Hong slapped his thigh hard.

"Yes, too!"

The ally, who was only hundreds of miles away, gave him an inexplicable glimmer of confidence.

He doesn't need to be a victorious general, he doesn't want any reputation.

All he needs to do is win this one...... You can save this city!

That night, Zang Hong was dressed in military uniform, wearing a long sword at his waist, with a strong bow hanging behind him, and rode a rather divine horse. He was originally an outstanding beautiful man, and after dressing up like this, he was even more heroic.

The soldiers behind him were not as good as he was, but when they went out of the city with dry wood on their backs, they all had a fearless look on their faces—they had enjoyed the ox wine before leaving, and now they were fighting with their most respected envoys, and they had nothing to fear!

These 3,000 soldiers followed Zang Envoy Jun out of the city, the number of people is actually not very large, but it is already the largest force that Zang Hong can come up with.

Therefore, Zhang Miao, who looked down at the city in the middle of the night, had both some excitement and some uneasiness.

"If Ziyuan goes here, he will be able to break Yuan's army!" His voice was particularly loud, and even the soldiers around him were infected by him, and there was even a hint of envy in his eyes when he looked at the soldiers and horses.

Zhang Chao closed his mouth tightly.

He is a mediocre talent, what Ziyuan dares to do, he does not dare.

Whatever General Xiao Lu says, he will only do.

He didn't see that this battle could be won or lost.

However, in the cruel and long history of war, many generals were a little superstitious, and if they made up their minds to go on battle, they would definitely not listen to doubts, because those "doubts" would be regarded as proverbs by those who had a heart, and dyed with a hint of ominousness.

So he watched Zang Hong's soldiers and horses slowly enter a brightly lit night, and listened to the excited discussions of the people around him without saying a word.

The two sides were so close, not even miles, that the battle would not have to wait long for the battle to take place.

When Zang Hong's soldiers and horses rushed towards the giant siege equipment that stood in the night, the enemy camp suddenly changed!

In the quiet of the night, the sound of war drums and golden cymbals sounded suddenly, startling everyone in the city.

"The enemy has noticed!" Zhang Miao shouted nervously, and immediately added another sentence comforting himself, "What if you perceive it, the other army opens the arsenal, takes the armor, and goes out of the camp to knot-"

Zhang Chao couldn't listen to it anymore.

"Brother is wrong!" He said sharply, "This is not a Jiao Dou, but a drum and cymbal!" His army is prepared, and he has been waiting for Zang Ziyuan for a long time! ”

The soldiers on the night patrol would carry a scorching bucket to warn, and after hearing this, the soldiers would get up in a hurry, and the officers would count the number of people and lead them to the arsenal to receive weapons and armor, and then go out of the camp to fight, which was indeed a normal process that Zhang Miao knew - but the drumming and cymbals were all signals to the soldiers when they left the camp in formation.

The Jizhou army has already left the camp.

The horse infantry was mixed, with the infantry in front and the cavalry in the rear, surrounded Zang Hong heavily, and then fired bows and arrows in unison.

Such a thick night, such a distance, could have been able to drown out the sound of the bowstring being drawn, so that the defenders on the city wall could not hear it at all.

But so far away, Zhang Chao seemed to hear the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and heard the sound of soldiers screaming!

Three thousand soldiers and horses seemed to be a big number, but it was like a drop in the ocean in front of Yuan Shao's army.

They will be slaughtered with ease and without mercy.

If the commander of the enemy army is a delicate and picky man, he can even ask that the blood in front of the battle be wiped clean in the morning when the sun rises.

"Zang Hong betrays the master, he should be killed."

"In that case, we'll wait—"

"But I will not allow you to kill until I give the order."

In the camp tent at the end of the firelight, Xu You, who was wearing a middle coat and a brocade robe, leaned comfortably on the table and slowly drank a bowl of sweet soup brought from the small stove.

Although the soldiers stayed up for several nights, he was not happy to stay up late.

…… He was called up to work overtime, and when he was called, he immediately instructed the cook to start preparing supper for him.

In the middle of the night, he is not happy to eat greasy, he is indeed a delicate and picky person, so for supper, he has a plate of crispy pickled melon, a plate of steamed ham meat, a bowl of sweet soup, and a piece of honey cake with nuts.

The taste of this sweet soup is not bad, but the ham meat is a little salty, Xu You doesn't like it very much, and he thinks in his heart, whose wine banquet is the plate of ham I ate last time, how to ask the cook to come?

The fate of the three thousand soldiers, as well as Zang Hong, was decided in this imperfect supper.

The arrows on the opposite side gradually decreased, the sky gradually brightened, and they had the strength to rush and break through again.

Originally, when the enemy army was encircled not long ago, Zang Yuanjun had the opportunity to break through on his own, and his relatives were willing to use their bodies to block arrows for him, and he broke through and returned to the city.

But this suggestion was rejected by Zang Hong.

He is not prepared to be an only child—if one of these three thousand sons is trapped in the battle, he will definitely not be able to live alone!

So the people of Jizhou saw that he had been surrounded like an iron bucket, so they were not busy killing him and capturing him, but surrounded him layer after layer of soldiers.

Zang Hong was surprised at what they were waiting for, but when he finally understood, the big man, who never seemed to know what fear was, collapsed.

Zang Hong was besieged, and the defenders in the city could not help it. Zhang Chao put on his armor, raised his troops, and was about to leave the city, but was stopped by his brother.

"My brother is going," Zhang Miao asked nervously, "what are the odds of win?!" ”

He looked at his brother hopefully, but he still pursed his lips and looked at him in silence.

This brother suddenly became angry!

"Zhang Chao! You dare to bully your brother! ”

His brother took off his helmet, fell to his knees, and gave him a great salute!

By the time the younger brother, who was dressed in armor and could only be helped up by the people on both sides, stood in front of Zhang Miao again, Zhang Miao had completely calmed down.

As the firelight flickered, a dim light fell on the lonely city, and the cold and solemn color shrouded everyone's face.

"That being the case," Zhang Miao's voice calmed down, "I'll go out of the city to save Ziyuan." ”

Zhang Chao's lips suddenly trembled, "Brother is not good at soldiers-"

"Yes, so I don't want this army either," Zhang Miao said, "I only need a dozen old servants." ”

"Brother Er is not a talent to help the world, and he has no ability to lead troops, he refused to stay in Yanzhou and died, not because I spared my life, but I always felt that the people's livelihood was boiling, and the world could not be without me.

"Seeing that Liu is benevolent and benevolent, and has to be assisted by a famous general like Yu, the restoration of peace in the world is only a matter of one generation.

"That being the case, today I can be a righteous man in the world, and at this point, I am afraid that the history books will also leave Brother Er's name, what am I afraid of?

"Yuan Shao is powerful, this city has lost 3,000 soldiers, my brother should lead the troops to retreat to Fan City, and cooperate with the defenders of Cangtingjin, don't be rash!

"It's easy for me, but it's hard for my brother! Reluctantly! Reluctantly! ”

When the early morning sun shrouded this battlefield that had experienced too much death, Xu Youzhi, who had already eaten and drunk enough and was neatly dressed, rode on his horse proudly, waiting for the second and third groups of defenders of Puyang City to come out of the city to rescue Zang Hong, and a group of people appeared at the end of his sight.

A middle-aged scribe, riding an old horse, was slowly walking towards this battlefield.

There were no soldiers and horses around him, only a dozen old men with gray hair, who were also neatly dressed and walked in a grand manner, and followed their lord like that, calmly towards death in the morning light.

It was on that day that the city of Puyang fell.

Chapter 423

So much has happened in this time.

does not mention Zhang He's performance under Liu Bei, does not mention Yuan Tan's planning in Qingzhou, and does not mention how Zhang Zhao and Zhou Yu helped Sun Quan and slowly stabilize the situation.

Only in Dongjun, this half of the Shishu has moved to Jizhou, and the other half of the Shishu has gone south to Qingzhou, so the population is withered, whether on the roadside or in the field, there are few people to see the place, everywhere you can smell the smell of rotting corpses and death, and you can always see the majesty of the flag when it flutters in the wind.

So it's both desolate and lively. Desolate as a dead tree, bustling as a slow-burning grassland under the scorching sun.

Ratun felt this way at this time.

He felt as if he was being roasted on the fire, and at the same time his heart was cold.

When he repositioned the main force in front of Lu Lian's former barracks, and beat the drums, beat the cymbals, and made the warriors beat their shields and let out a deep and violent roar, the other party resolutely responded to his battle call.

The army could almost be regarded as pouring out of the nest, and rushed resolutely and without reservation.

So the second battle between Badun and Lu Lian began, and the difference from the previous one was that when the battle began, Badun Da Shan Yu was in a better mood and more confident than the last time.

- What reason is there for him not to be confident? Last time, he worked hard to pull Lu Lian's soldiers away with a plan, and used a small number of troops to block them.

But after all, he never dealt a substantial blow to her, her front army was strong and stabilized, and her Chinese army was always vigilant and vigilant, so that Wen Chou had no chance to take advantage of it.

Before he fought her, he had only heard of her strength, and after the fight, he realized how powerful she was.

Whether she is soft or dull, she will not show it on the battlefield - when she makes up her mind to face a fierce enemy, she is a completely different person from the rumored amiable and somewhat foolish pig killer.

She is the god of war.

That's what her soldiers told him when their eyes came to him!

They are an army that will not retreat, will not surrender, and will not be defeated! As long as you are under her command, as long as you fight according to her instructions, the end of that road will naturally be glorious!

When the first thousand-man team of the former military camp hurried out of the gate and fought with the Wuhuan people in the sound of war drums, the smile of the Bunton froze slightly.

The entourage next to him immediately noticed it.

"Big Order?"

"It's okay, I'm just ......" Bun Dun laughed, and gently gestured a finger on his neck, "That fish bone ......"

"Do you want a witch doctor to come and treat Da Danyu?"

The smile on Ton's face was completely gone.

"Such a trivial matter, what a fuss."

So everyone around him continued to concentrate on this war, and no one seemed to care about Da Shan Yu's unnatural expression just now.

…… How can no one really care?

They had wasted enough time here, but they had never been able to defeat Lu Lian.

And at this moment, when the coach on the opposite side has the nickname of "Hanging Fish General", a thin and soft fish bone that happened to be pierced into the throat of Da Dan lingered for several days, and it was impossible to take it out and swallow it.

How could this not mean anything else?

Isn't this a sign from heaven?