Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 93 The Pioneer Battalion

In Wuyin City, Wuyin Army is the main camp.

In the camp, the atmosphere was gloomy.

"How is my uncle's situation?" Mu Jing looked at Zhang Ning who came out of the barracks, and asked impatiently.

The battle three days ago ended with Mushan recapturing Guanyang.

After the Yellow Turban Army retreated into the city, they didn't dare to confront the unparalleled sharpness of Mushan, who was under the rage, and took the initiative to lead their troops to withdraw from Guanyang, and stationed on a plain to the north of Guanyang, facing each other far away.

But for the Wuyin Army, this battle suffered heavy casualties. The Vanguard Battalion was almost wiped out, and Lei Gong, Mu Shan's number one favorite general, was dying.

"Sorry, I can't help it!"

Zhang Ning shook her head. She is a master of medicine, rare in this world, but after all, she just said that a mortal body cannot save a dead person. She calmly said: "There are countless injuries on his body, bleeding too much, hurting The body is fundamental, and besides, an arrow hit his heart, he lost all vitality, it is already a miracle that he can survive until now, he can last half an hour at most!"

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

There was a look of grief and indignation on Mu Jing's face, but he couldn't believe it.

"father!!!!!!!!"

Less than half an hour later, a shrill cry came from the barracks. It was the voice of the young Lei Hu, shrill as blood.

Lei Gong went.

A generation of generals, Lei Gongma, shrouded his body in leather and died in battle.

"Crack!"

In the barracks, Mu Jing looked at Lei Gong who was lying quietly, clenched his fists, and a cold light burst out from his eyes: "Uncle, don't worry, no matter who it is, I, Mu Jing, will take revenge for this enmity!" !"

He has long regarded the uncles around Mushan as his relatives. In this era, he felt the loss of his relatives for the first time.

The feeling of grief, indignation and helplessness was like ants chewing his heart, and he was in pain.

"Blame me!"

Standing by the side, General Zhou Cang looked at the loss of Lei Gong, and said with a guilty face: "If I hadn't been greedy for merit and took the initiative to divide my troops to intercept him, he would not have been ambushed!"

The Yellow Turban Army's defeat in the previous battles made them feel a little arrogant. Although it was not too obvious, it gave them a lot of self-confidence, so they relaxed a lot of vigilance when they went north for the second time.

So when going north, the cavalry battalion and the vanguard battalion actually split up. The cavalry battalion took the initiative to go north, trying to cut off the retreat of the Yellow Turban Army, because they thought this battle would be victorious. Not to mention, they are so elite.

"It's not your fault, it's my fault!"

Mu Shan's body was straight, with his hands on his back, his body on his back, he didn't dare to look, his eyes were red, and the scar on his face was as ferocious as a centipede, and he exuded murderous aura: "I underestimated the enemy!"

"Master Mu, I ask for my life!"

Zhou Cang cupped his hands: "I want to cut off Wei Tong's head myself!"

"His head is mine!" Mu Shan's cold and icy voice resounded, and then he walked outside, leaving only one sentence, saying: "Cheng Luo, Li Yan, give me an order to leave the city in three days." Let's fight, I want Wei Tong's head!"

"promise!"

Cheng Luo and Li Yan nodded their heads.

……

As night falls, the world is gloomy.

On the outskirts of Guanyang.

The Yellow Turban Army set up camp, and the barracks were contiguous, facing the city wall.

"General!"

"How is the situation in the city?"

"No movement yet!"

"Explore again!"

"promise!"

After the scouts left, Wei Tong stood on the hill and looked at Guanyang City: "When we were on the battlefield before, the commander of the Wuyin Army, the county captain Zhang Chuan, suddenly said that he was Mushan. Did you all hear clearly?"

Who is Mushan, if you look at the world, it's just unknown.

But in the Yellow Turban system, it is quite famous.

Moreover, Runan is adjacent to Nanyang, and many yellow scarves have heard of the number one general of the Yellow Turban in Nanyang, so they naturally know the origin of this person.

"Ok!"

Several generals nodded with tense faces.

"He said his name is Mushan?" Wei Tong said in a low voice.

"That's right!" Everyone nodded.

"So he is Mu Shan, the number one general of Nanyang Yellow Turban in the past?" Wei Tong still couldn't believe the news.

"It's really possible!"

One of the lieutenants said: "After all, the only one who can make Lei Gong bow his head and obey orders is Mu Shan. He is the only commander-in-chief left in Nanyang Yellow Turban. I never thought he would become our enemy!"

"I'm a little surprised. After all, he is a handsome man with a yellow scarf. Why did he join the officers and soldiers?"

"It's not surprising. After all, since Zhang Mancheng's death in battle, the Nanyang Yellow Turbans haven't become popular, and most of them have turned into bandits. It's not surprising that they were surrendered by the government!" Someone said in a low voice.

"Wei Ye!"

"exist!"

"Send this news back to Ge Po immediately and tell Qu Shuai!"

"Yes!" Deputy General Wei also took the order.

"Mushan?"

Wei Tong smiled coldly: "I really want to see how powerful this number one Nanyang Yellow Turban is. If the former number one Nanyang Yellow Turban fell into my hands, it would be enough to make me famous all over the world!"

In his heart, Mu Shan is just an outdated military general, and he wants to step on Mu Shan's corpse, make contributions and become a new star among the Yellow Turban Army.

……

Guanyang City.

Wuyin Barracks.

"Master, Hu implores you, let the tiger be the vanguard!" In the main camp, Lei Hu was wearing plain clothes and a white scarf on his head, bowing his head and begging in a sobbing voice.

His father died in battle, he had personally burned it and put it in an urn, he wanted to take it back to his hometown for burial, but before burying him, he wanted to take revenge, the revenge of killing his father was irreconcilable, Wei Tong must die, must die in his hands.

"Huzi, you have thought about it!"

Mu Shan sat cross-legged on the first seat, and his emotions calmed down in a day. At this moment, his face was expressionless, but his breath was so gloomy that it made people shudder. His eyes were like blades, and he looked at Lei Hu with such indifference.

"Master, I've already figured it out!"

Lei Hu kowtowed, knocking on the ground, his forehead was red, seeping blood, and his voice was decisive and cold: "I am willing to be a vanguard, even if it is just a small vanguard soldier, I am also willing, I want to kill Tong Wei personally. head!"

"Master Jiang!" Mu Shan shouted in a low voice.

"Lord county lieutenant!" Jiang Lu stepped out. He didn't want to go to the battlefield at first, but he had no choice but to come because Mushan ordered him to be a battlefield recorder and handle the affairs of the camp.

"How many soldiers are left in the Pioneer Battalion?" Mu Shan asked.

The Pioneer Battalion, one of the three battalions under his command, has [-] Pioneer Battalions and is invincible, but this battle almost defeated Dachan.

"Report to the county captain, there are only 210 third brother soldiers left in the vanguard battalion, 21 of them are seriously injured and cannot go to the battlefield, and only 190 can fight!"

"Tiger!"

"exist!"

"A certain family is handing over the Pioneer Battalion to you now. This is the Pioneer Battalion trained by your father, but the Pioneer Battalion has been disabled and needs to be re-recruited. You have the guts to take on this responsibility!" Mu Shan's face was heavy and serious. , asked coldly.

"father!"

Mu Jing remained silent. Hearing this sentence, his pupils changed color slightly, and he hurriedly said, "You are crazy, Brother Huzi is only 16 years old, he can't bear the responsibility of being the leader of a battalion at all!"

"Mulongtu, don't call me daddy. Here, I am the chief general. Anyone who disobeys the military order will be killed without mercy!"

Mu Shan shouted angrily.

When he got angry, the whole barracks was silent, even Zhou Cang held his breath, not daring to take a breath. At this time, Mushan was definitely the most terrifying, and no one dared to provoke him.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Mu Jing was quite helpless, gritted his teeth, and didn't continue. It's irrational to provoke Mu Shan at this time, because Mu Shan's rationality is not much left, and if he gets angry, he can only suffer, so he doesn't say anything. What, just a long sigh.

Lei Hu is only in his teens. Although he has extraordinary martial arts skills, he is inexperienced. Isn't it counterproductive to shoulder such a big responsibility?

"Dare, or not?" Mu Shan stared at Lei Hu and asked coldly.

"dare!"

Lei Hu gritted his teeth, raised his hands together, kowtowed and replied: "This subordinate is willing to take on the vanguard mission for father and fight for the master!"

"very good!"

Mu Shan stood up, walked up, and patted him on the shoulder: "From now on, you are the leader of the Vanguard Battalion!"

"promise!"

A scorching light burst out from Lei Hu's eyes.

"You only have two days to integrate your vanguard battalion. After two days, I will conquer the Yellow Turbans outside the city. I hope to see a vanguard battalion that can still go to the battlefield!" Mu Shan said: "Go!"

"The last will obey!"

Lei Hu took the order and left.

Mu Jing followed Lei Hu out, a vanguard battalion that was smashed was a mess, he couldn't let Lei Hu support it alone.

(End of this chapter)