contend

Chapter 244
Yang Zheng's sword has already been stabbed out, now it's up to Deng Ai how to parry.

If the Hu family brothers are rescued, Yang Zheng will lead the personal guards to break through the layers of fortifications under the west city.

If you don't save him, then eat the Hu family brothers and make Deng Ai a lonely family, trapped in heavy siege.

"Report to the general, Deng Aijun sent a part to support the southern camp!" On a rainy and snowy night, the scouts were shivering from the cold.

The coldest weather is not snow, but this kind of rain and snow. The freezing rain pours on people, and the cold penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Change him into clean sheep fur and get him some hot soup." The scouts are all elites in the army, and now they are Yang Zheng's eyes and ears, so they can't cause any problems.

"Thank you, General!" The scout cupped his hands gratefully.

The West City became noisy.

The sound of war drums and shouts also sounded in the enemy camp at the same time, making this rainy and snowy night suddenly full of excitement.

Everything is in the dark.

Yang Zheng couldn't see Deng Ai's movements, and Deng Ai couldn't see Yang Zheng's movements either.

Like two wild beasts in the dark forest, they can feel each other's existence only by breath.

Faced with Deng Ai, Yang Zheng was excited.

Just like swordsmanship, working behind closed doors all day can't make anything.

Practicing with a low level can only lower your own level, and will not improve.

And only an opponent of Deng Ai's level can make Yang Zheng improve quickly.

This is learning war through war.

A real star is never something you get on paper.

Strong generals come from the army, and famous generals come from the battle formation.

"This subordinate is willing to lead an army to intercept!" Gong Feizhi cupped his hands.

"The subordinates are also willing to go!" Liu Heng stared, "Don't rob me!"

Gong Feizhi sneered twice, and took two steps back unconfidently.

When they are not fighting, they are generally kind and gentle, and they rarely cause trouble. A few bags of grain can make them happy like children.

Gong Feizhi seldom asked for orders on his own initiative, and of course he didn't dare to compete with Liu Heng, who was the most dominant in the army.

However, Liu Heng's character is not suitable for leading the army alone, he must be under Yang Zheng's nose, otherwise it is easy to cause trouble.

And now is not the time to die.

And Yang Zheng wanted to train Gong Feizhi.

Among all the tribes in Xiping, the Jin people and Qin Hu have the highest loyalty.

He could only rely on Yang Zheng.

As for the Qiang Hu Han, there are all kinds of small thoughts inside.

You can see the clues in this battle.

As his de facto father-in-law, Peng Hu was the first to jump out and flirt with Chen Tai.

Fortunately, Chen Tai didn't have any malicious intentions, otherwise Yang Zheng could learn from Xia Houba, run away with a bucket, abandon Xiping, and enter the Xihai Qiang land to close his door and become the local emperor.

To fight outside, you must first be safe inside.

After this battle, it's time to sweep your own counters.

"Gong Feizhi leads two thousand cavalry. If the enemy advances, we will retreat, and if the enemy advances, we will advance. There is no need to fight, and this reinforcement can be restrained!" Yang Zheng looked at Gong Feizhi encouragingly.

Gong Feizhi was startled, surprised and grateful, "This subordinate takes orders."

Liu Heng looked sullen.

Yang Zheng patted him on the shoulder, "The main force must be saved until the end, you cultivate your spirit, and I will rely on you for the final battle!"

Give some color, and Liu Heng can open the dyeing workshop. His big hand beat on the breastplate fiercely, and his face was full of joy, "General, don't worry, when the time comes, the mace in a certain hand will definitely be unambiguous!"

Yang Zheng continued to wait.

The situation is in your favor, so there is no need to put all your eggs in one basket.

The battle of tens of thousands of people is not to see who is more fierce, but to see who does not make mistakes and who can hold his breath.

There is a saying in the art of war: Be invincible first, and wait for the enemy to be victorious. The invincible lies in oneself, and the victorious lies in the enemy!

Stand in an invincible position first, and wait for the enemy to expose his weaknesses.

When Sima Yi confronted Zhuge Wuhou, neither side had any outstanding records, because they rarely exposed their weaknesses.

Deng Ai is a mad dog tied to Yongliang by Sima and his son. Even if he loses this time, he will go back and gnaw two bones and come back next time.

However, as long as Yang Zheng loses once, everything will be over.

The night grew darker and darker.

The wind howled, the rain and snow were as dark as darkness.

The soldiers fought in this dark night.

The commotion in Nancheng became louder and louder, and the sound of horseshoes seemed to shatter the long night.

The sound of fighting and shouting passed through the blockade of rain and snow, and slowly drifted into Yang Zheng's ears.

Without the brothers of the Hu family, Deng Ai would be alone, and the fortifications he had built would trap him to death.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Standing on the tower, Yang Zheng didn't feel cold at all, let alone sleepy.

About half an hour later, the scout reported again: "General, Deng Ai's army has moved! One is heading south, the other is going north!"

Yang Zheng couldn't help frowning, Xiangnan was supporting the Hu family brothers, what was Xiangbei doing?
Do you want to run?

"How many people are there in each of the two teams?" Yang Zheng asked.

The scouts were puzzled: "It's covered by the night, so I can't be sure."

I had a problem for Deng Ai, and now Deng Ai has a problem for myself.

This kind of bad weather, the scouts can detect Deng Ai's division, has reached the limit.

Meng Guan took away [-] step armor, Meng Yu took away [-] light cavalry, and Gong Feizhi took another [-] step cavalry. The army in the city was less than [-].

If the army is further divided, it will be impossible to form an effective offensive.

And the risks will increase.

The imaginary is real, and the real is imaginary.

Which of Deng Ai's two teams is false?

Or storm Deng Ai's camp?
In the dark night, the three docks also disappeared, and the ominous beasts hid their tracks, making people even more frightened.

Yang Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Order the army not to move rashly and guard the city!"

"Oh!" Liu Heng sighed.

But now Yang Zheng has no mood to take care of his thoughts.

With Deng Ai's character, he would never just run away with a bucket like this.

At this point in the war, it has reached the final stage, and Deng Ai will not fail to see the importance of the Hu brothers.

Just guarding the city like this, the Hu family brothers can eat whatever they can, but they can't eat it. Meng Yu is a cavalry soldier, everyone has two horses, and they will withdraw from the battlefield.

In a word, I will be huddled in the broken Qiang city, what can Deng Ai do to me?

As long as you don't die, half of the battle is already won!
You can decide whether to fight or not to fight at dawn!
The wait is always long.

And the night will eventually end.

The rain and snow gradually subsided, and the surrounding cold also receded a lot.

Gradually, the eastern sky turned pale, and the movement in the western city became smaller and smaller.

The scout ran up the city wall in ecstasy, "Great victory! General Meng defeated the enemy in the south, Hu Guang retreated, and Hu Qi was captured alive!"

There was a burst of boiling on the city wall, "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The soldiers cheered first.

After a night of bitter cold, it was all worth it now!

Deng Ai didn't go to rescue the Hu brothers?
Just as Yang Zheng was wondering, he suddenly heard Beicheng shout, "The enemy is attacking! The enemy is attacking!"

Deng Ai is attacking Beicheng?
At this time, he was still thinking about attacking, Yang Zheng couldn't help admiring him.

It suddenly occurred to him that if he had rashly fought last night, would Po Qiang City still be in his hands at this moment?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, if Yang Zheng hadn't come from a later age and didn't have such a deep understanding of Deng Ai, he might have sent his head to Sima and his son's desk long ago.

Others don't know how powerful Deng Ai is, but Yang Zheng knows better than anyone else.

This is what later generations call a golden finger!
(End of this chapter)