Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 914 Forced into a desperate situation!

"Who are you?" Meng Huo's back knife was trembling, and his pupils burst into a stern light, staring at the Central Plains man who was fighting with him.

He never thought that there would be such a strong person in the Central Plains.

None of the Central Plains people he had met was his match.

In the Central Plains, he had seen the most powerful person, most of them were Liu Yan's most powerful general, the man named Zhang Ren, but he had fought Zhang Ren once, although Zhang Ren was strong, he was not as good as him, even if he killed him If you lose Zhang Ren, you can lose Zhang Ren.

However, when he faced the Central Plains man in front of him, he felt that a mountain was pressing down, and the aura was so strong that he couldn't breathe for a little bit.

"Minghou Mansion, Huang Zhong!"

Huang Zhong's long knife pressed Meng Huo firmly. This barbarian king made him a little bit fighting, and his fighting spirit was recovering bit by bit.

Over the years, he has encountered countless opponents.

But since Tong Yuan, he has had few equal opponents. The only one who can make him feel the pressure is only one person, and that is Lu Bu, the general of Bingzhou who is known as the God of War. Indeed, he may not be able to use his strongest strength. win.

But in these years, between Mujun and Xiliang, there have been few wars. Even if there were, it would not be his turn to play. His wish to fight Lu Bu at his peak has not been realized until now. .

He is very clear that the state between them will not last long, and within a few years, he will definitely start to decline.

Now, he met a powerful general again, an enemy who made him feel very excited, the king of the Nanman clan, he was indeed worthy of a fight, and he was willing to fight with the strongest posture.

This is respect for a general.

"Again!" Meng Huo's strongest skill was martial arts, and he didn't want to admit that he was inferior in this respect, so he fought hard.

"You will lose today!"

Huang Zhong is unparalleled in self-confidence. He can be counted with a single slap in the world. This certainly does not include the barbarian king Meng Huo. Meng Huo is strong, but he feels that he is still a little short. In terms of martial arts, the difference is more than a hair thousands of miles.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, Yuan Gang condensed the blade, like a storm, with a radius of more than ten meters, almost no one dared to approach.

In the seventh round of 120, Meng Huo lost.

He was wounded in three places, all of which were knife wounds. The most serious injury was that Huang Zhong's knife almost cut him off. If it wasn't for the bronze mirror on the chest of the battle armor that blocked him, he would have died in battle.

Even so, [-] to [-]% of his physical strength was consumed by bleeding.

"withdraw!"

Meng Huo cast a bitter glance at the Central Plains man in front of him, and had no choice but to give an order.

Because of his [-] elites, there are only more than [-] left. This is the first time he has such an intuitive impression of the ferocity of this herding army, which is too strong for him to imagine.

In fact, it's normal for him to have such an impression.

Because what he encountered was the strongest battalion of the Mu Army, the Modao Camp.

Mo Dao is a battalion of heavy armor and heavy swords, which lacks flexibility, but on the plain battlefield, they can block hundreds with one.

"Do you want to chase?" Chen Sheng, Captain Modao, was a little unsure.

"Chase?"

Huang Zhong withdrew his knife and cast a sidelong glance at Chen Sheng: "Can you catch up?"

The only shortcoming of Modaoying is that its speed is too slow. It is nonsense to think how fast it can be while wearing a heavy armor weighing more than ten kilograms and holding a sword weighing dozens of kilograms.

"Retract the troops, set up camp, occupy the forest in front, pull in the northern defense, and force them to give up five miles of room for movement. We have completed the task!"

Huang Zhong threw the knife to the guard, then reined in his horse and turned around: "I'm going to see the lord!"

"promise!"

Chen Sheng took the order.

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In the afternoon, the main camp of Mujun Zhongjun.

Mu Jing was dressed in military uniform, standing in the temporary tent, looking down at the topographic map of the sand table, that area was the area that the Mu army was about to conquer.

"How's the movement of the barbarian army?" Mu Jing asked.

"For now, they are accumulating strength. I guess they are not waiting to die. They should break through. It's just the direction of the breakout, so I can't figure it out!"

Xi Zhicai replied.

"In three days, can we advance ten miles?" Mu Jing gritted his teeth and asked again.

"It shouldn't be difficult!"

Xi Zhicai pointed to the sand table: "Jingping's First Army advances from the east, and the Heijia Battalion of Modaoying Chongshan camp advances from the north. The south is the city wall. We stationed a battalion. They don't even have siege equipment. They don't even have siege equipment. It is possible to attack, the west is Lushui, and the Jingping navy is looking down. If they dare to break through from here, I really admire it. Of course, if we want to advance faster, we can press the last of our troops. , The Dongzhou Army has almost recovered, as long as the Dongzhou Army cuts off their retreat from the western front, they will be completely controlled by us!"

"The Dongzhou army was the vanguard, and then lost a lot of their main forces in the battle of Zang, so let them continue to recover their eyesight. If we can advance ten miles smoothly, the range of the barbarian army's activities will be able to cover us at a glance. In my eyes, they are really grasshoppers after autumn, and they won't be tossing around for long!"

Mu Jing narrowed his eyes.

"happy!"

This is a cheerful voice outside the camp.

Everyone looked up, only to see Huang Zhong walking in from the outside with a smile, and saluted Mu Jing: "Huang Zhong pays homage to the lord!"

"Han Sheng, what is it that makes you so happy?"

Mu Jing asked.

"My lord, just now I led the Modao camp to fight the barbarian king. It was very enjoyable!" Huang Zhong said.

"Tell me!"

Mu Jing's eyes brightened.

Huang Zhong described the battle in detail, and then said with emotion: "My lord, this barbarian king Meng Huo is a fierce general who should not be underestimated. If he is given another ten years, his martial arts will reach the pinnacle. Moreover, It is very difficult to capture such a fierce general alive!"

"is it?"

A smile rose from the corner of Mujing's mouth: "I'm going to try, even if he is a roaring tiger, I have to tame him!"

This is not Mujing's intention to be brave.

But the current situation must be like this. For the sake of peace in Nanzhong, Meng Huo can only surrender and not kill. He doesn't have so much time to spend in Hanzhong. The Central Plains War is imminent. Before that, if he can't level the southwest There is no power involved.

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The third day of the siege of the barbarians.

The [-] barbarian soldiers, under the personal leadership of Meng Huo's fierce general Meng Jie, tried to break through from the eastern front, but they encountered Shuofang Battalion, the best defensive Jingping First Army.

The Modao Battalion is a heavy armor combat battalion.

But in terms of defense, it was the Shuofang Battalion, the heavy armor defense battalion trained by Zhang Liao himself under Jingping's First Army.

Before the Shuofang battalion lined up on the mountain road, the two armies fought.

The barbarian army attacked three times and lost more than a thousand soldiers, but they still couldn't break through the defense of the Shuofang camp.

The battle lasted for five hours, and the barbarian army broke through and confessed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Mu army advanced another three miles, suppressing the barbarian army to a small area.

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On the fourth day of the siege of the barbarians, at night, at midnight.

Lushui, the ferry of the upper river, three miles upstream, under the cover of a reed marsh, three thousand warriors of the barbarian army tried to take advantage of the cover of night to swim across the river, protruding beyond the blockade of the Jingping navy.

Unexpectedly, he was ambushed by Gan Ning.

Three thousand warriors swam halfway across the river and were killed by a strong bow. In the end, less than 1000 people remained and fled back in a hurry.

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Since the barbarian king Meng Huo first tried to attack the main camp of the shepherd army in the north, after three consecutive battles, the barbarian army was a little exhausted, and failed to break through again and again, which made the army's morale fall below freezing point.

At this moment, the living range of the barbarian army is the northwest of the city wall of Wei County, Tonggu Mountain, ten miles away, radiating around, leaving only a space within a radius of less than six or seven miles.

After consecutive defeats, more than [-] soldiers were injured, and nearly [-] were lost. At this time, the barbarian army seemed to have been driven into a desperate situation.

(End of this chapter)