contend

539 Mist
Now only Zhonghui is left!

The soldiers were more impatient than Yang Zheng.

These government soldiers entered Hanzhong, but did not win a big battle, and many people complained in private.

After meeting Dong Jue, Yang Zheng kept him by his side and ordered Liang Fang to lead [-] relatives to defend the Jiange, and then the army turned to the northeast.

As soon as he walked to Yang'an Pass, he heard two bad news coming from front and back.

Jiang Bin of Seoul and Wang Han of Lecheng surrendered to Zhonghui!
As a result, Zhong Hui's strength rapidly expanded.

The food, grass and military equipment are very sufficient, and they have the capital to gain a foothold in Hanzhong.

The troop strength has also expanded from 12 to 14.

Jiang Bin, Jiang Shu, Wang Han and other generals in Shuzhong have all become their pawns, and there are two strong fulcrums of Han and Le.

Yang Zheng had a headache for a while, Zhong Hui had an army of 14, and there was still a strong city to defend.

I only have [-] in my hand...

Although Feng Yineng defeated Sima Zhao's 16 army with an army of [-], it was the result of the right time and place.

The cavalry in Guanzhong can gallop freely, and Hanzhong is full of high mountains and mountains. Naturally, with Zhong Hui's cunning, they will not easily fall into the trap.

It can be said that the advantage is already in the hands of Zhong Hui.

Before Yang Zheng went east, Zhonghui had already built fortifications in Han and Le, and built hundreds of boats, including scorpion boats, small forage boats, and wooden rafts, to firmly control the waterways.

Yang Zheng used to be able to copy the rear, occupying Akasaka first, and strangled Zhonghui's retreat, but now Zhonghui has so many ships that the entire Han River is under his control.

Before Yang Zheng arrived at Akasaka, Zhong Hui's fleet could arrive first.

"This guy Zhong Hui is too cunning!" Liu Heng said bitterly.

"Zhong Hui has an army of 10,000+, and there is a strong city in his hands. It is difficult for our army to conquer."

Shuzhong has been taken, what is this guy still doing in Hanzhong?
Does he have a chance?

In the short term, the advantage is in Zhonghui's hands, but in the long run, Zhonghui will undoubtedly lose.

Once Lu Zhi stabilizes Guanzhong, Du Yu stabilizes Shuzhong, and the north and south attack, will the two ruined cities of Zhonghui still be against the sky?

Or is his purpose just to disgust himself?
It's so much his style.

It seems that recruiting him a few days ago made him feel humiliated, so he deliberately came to disgust himself?
Since there is no advantage, Yang Zheng doesn't care, just continue to wait.

February is gone in the blink of an eye, and March will come oncoming seven or eight days later.

Hanzhong has a much milder climate than Liangzhou.

Green mountains and green waters, all kinds of flowers adorn the mountains, rivers and plains.

The two cities of Han and Le surrendered to Zhonghui, but Liuyin in Huangjinwei sent people to express his submission.

Looking at the sand table, Yang Zheng was overjoyed. Half of Huangjinwei guards Ziwu Valley, but the other half faces south, so Hanshui can be choked.

If there is a large army in Huangjinwei now, will Zhong become the turtle in the urn?
When the time comes, give him a tie rope Hengjiang, and see if he can still be so calm!

Yang Zheng hurriedly sent an order to Chang'an, ordering Zhang Te to lead an army of [-] troops south to the Golden Valley, and together with veteran Liu Yin, block Zhonghui to death!
In a corner of Hanzhong, there is simply no way to support Zhonghui's 14 army.

Jiang Wei's fortified walls and cleared the fields were very thorough. There were not many people, and the fields and canals were destroyed, so it was difficult for Zhonghui to farm on a large scale.

Sima Zhao beat Zhuge Dan's 10,000+ army to death, and now he himself is coming to the bell meeting.

Two or three days later, [-] soldiers from Hehuang and Xihai came from Yinping from Longxi, and Yang Zheng had a lot of troops.

In order to increase the pressure on Zhonghui, several rangers were ordered to cruise north of the Han River and destroy Zhonghui's farmland.

Zhonghui's scouts had already found out the news.

Unexpectedly, a letter of challenge came, "Xingyun has the intention of swallowing the world, so why not fight on the banks of the Mian River!"

"Zhonghui must be cheating!" Pang Qing said.

10,000+ army, can do too many things.

It's not bad to have an ambush on all sides.

However, the generals had high fighting spirit and called for battle one after another.

This battle lasted for seven or eight months, and Liangzhou has been in a tense state.

Spring plowing will begin soon, and large-scale cultivation will begin in Guanzhong, Shuzhong, and Liangzhou.

Consuming it like this is somewhat detrimental to myself.

Besides, Zhong Hui has taken the initiative to ask for a fight. If he retreats, it will not hurt morale, and it will not be conducive to his invincible character design.

Just when Yang Zheng was hesitating, outside the hall, the government soldiers started making noise.

Several Qiang Hu soldiers knelt under the steps, "We are willing to fight to the death for the king and defeat Zhonghui!"

Yang Zheng's face darkened, the secrets of the army were leaked to the soldiers so easily.

Looking back at the generals around him, apart from Wen Yang, Liu Heng, Pang Qing and others, there are also Qiang and Hu heroes, powerful leaders...

This is a very bad sign.

Today is a petition, and tomorrow it may be the next gram.

Consecutive victories, the arrogant warriors are coming!
Yang Zheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, the army must submit to his will, not the army to command him!

At this moment, Pang Qing beside him coughed.

Yang Zheng turned his gaze and saw that the eyes of the Qiang Hu chieftains and powerful leaders around him were all twinkling. He suddenly realized in his heart that now is not the time to clean up the interior. It is not good for morale and army morale. The leader must have been afraid, so he suppressed the rush of murder in his heart: "If that's the case, let's send troops to fight!"

"Long live!" Several Qiang Hu Yicong were ecstatic.

The other soldiers around didn't know why, and they also shouted wildly.

Now that there is a decisive battle, Zhang Te's [-] troops don't have to rush to Huangjinwei. Yang Zheng ordered them to quickly support the battlefield in the Second City of Hanle to ensure nothing goes wrong.

The army poured into Yang'an Pass mighty and mighty.

The soldiers were extremely excited along the way.

It seems that instead of going to a decisive battle, it is to harvest.

The high morale gradually turned sour.

Yang Zheng was secretly vigilant, the most terrifying enemy was not the outside, but the inside.

The scouts all dispersed to spy on the movements of the nearby enemy troops.

In the Mian water, there are more than a hundred ships of different sizes.

In the camps on both sides of the strait, banners covered the sun, and drums were beating.

I don't know what Zhonghui is doing, but thick white smoke rises from Seoul to Mianshui, covering both sides of the bank.

"There must be a large army hidden here!" Liu Heng said firmly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Yang Zheng was in a bad mood.

Liu Heng laughed dryly, "Isn't this subordinate in a hurry?"

"Thank you very much." Yang Zheng also smiled.

The atmosphere finally recovered a lot.

The army marched steadily and cautiously.

However, once the scouts got close to the white mist, they were shot back by the rain of arrows covering the sky.

The roar in the white mist was like thunder, as if a million troops were really hidden.

Yang Zheng ordered his soldiers to line up on the high slope.

Liu Heng went up with three hundred drummers beating gongs and drums, "Mr. Zhong Hui, come out if you want to fight, why sneak around?"

Anyway, Yang Zheng would not rush into the white mist no matter what.

The first sentence is the hors d'oeuvres, and the next is all kinds of obscenities.

The scolding is extremely ugly.

Yang Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't know how Zhong Hui could bear it.

Sure enough, in the white mist, the sound of breaking wind whistled sharply.

Dozens of cannon stones rushed out of the white mist and fell towards Liu Heng.

Liu Heng and the gong-drummer threw away the gong-drum and turned around to run away, but three of them were smashed to pieces.

"If Zhong Hui put a trebuchet on the boat to lure our army to attack first, our army would suffer heavy casualties." Pang Qing said.

Apparently, there were trebuchets on the ship hidden in the white mist.

"Ling, all righteous followers and trilogy are the vanguard, attacking the northern camp of Mianshui!" Yang Zheng's eyes flashed coldly.

It's time to use the emperor's art.

Among the soldiers who called for the battle just now, several of them were Fubing.

This time Pang Qing didn't say anything.

When the military order was passed down, the Yi Cong and Buqu troops formed into several small formations screaming, and headed towards the North Camp.

Before they got close, stones were flying all over the sky, and arrows were raining down.

The screams resounded on both sides of the strait, and several chieftains turned around and ran away with their troops.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, and not long after, more than a hundred people were beheaded one by one in front of the battle.

The three armies were shocked.

Looking at Yang Zheng with fear again.

Prestige and prestige, first prestige and then trust.

Human nature is to bully the weak and fear the hard, especially in Liangzhou. It is impossible for Yang Zheng to let the arrogant soldiers of the late Tang Dynasty appear in advance.

The horn sounded loudly.

In the north, there was a lot of voices and smoke and dust, as if there were thousands of troops.

Yang Zheng thought it was another trick played by Zhong Hui, but only after hearing their shouting slogans did he know that it was Zhang Te who had come.

The situation on the battlefield suddenly became favorable to Yang Zheng.

Because looking from the south to the north, it is impossible to see how many soldiers and horses there are in the smoke.

Zhang Te returned to him in his own way.

On the Mian River, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing more than 200 boats and rafts.

On the largest ship, there is a man dressed in white Shengxue with a long sword hanging from his waist.

"Yang Xingyun, I will send it to you in Hanzhong. Please return it in the future if you are favored today!"

Hundreds of people on board yelled in unison.

Liu Heng, who had just fled back, looked confused, "Is Zhong Hui going to run away?"

When the smoke cleared, a fire broke out in Seoul, and the ships went down the river like arrows leaving the bowstring.

Farther away in Lecheng, there are more boats parked in the Han River.

"Report to the Lord, the north and south battalions are all fake, hanging sheep and beating drums, only seeing banners, but no people!" The scouts finally found out the enemy's reality.

But it seems too late.

Yang Zheng felt cheated. If Zhang Te hadn't been transferred back, Zhong Hui might not have escaped.

"Fucking shameless, did he send Hanzhong?" Yang Zheng cursed angrily and laughed.

(End of this chapter)