Three Kingdoms: I Have a Showdown, I Am Cao Cao

This was the best strategy that Zhang Liao realized from that small bag of tricks.

In just three days—Zhang Liao seemed to have begun to let the people of Soochow avoid, and was frightened by the wind.

Chapter six hundred and twenty-eight beheading the escapee

"General... You've worked hard, please rest as soon as possible..."

It was another dangerous and dangerous charge. The cavalry personnel who followed Zhang Liao more than once into the tens of thousands of troops were changing faster and faster. Seeing Zhang Liao who was out of breath, Wen Pin had a lot to say. But said it out.

This matter can only be done by Zhang Liao. No one knows the ability of the cavalry better than him, and no one is more capable of this task than him.

It's just that in any case, this is a matter of licking blood with the tip of a knife. A little carelessness can lead to an extremely miserable end.

Zhang Liao waved his hand, indicating that Wenpin should not mind these things: "It's all for the big man..."

"The next few days may be even more dangerous and tense. As long as we survive, Hefei will be able to hold on."

Zhang Liao did not exaggerate in the slightest - this should be a protracted offensive and defensive battle, precisely because of a series of early operations by the Soochow people, coupled with Yi Xiaotian's pre-judgment, quickly changed the favorable and unfavorable situation occupied.

The Hefei side, which should have been on the defensive, was struggling to resist the gradually irritable and disorganized Soochow army. On the other hand, the appearance of Zhang Liao, a cavalry army, completely changed their passive situation. Erased, but without Zhang Liao, it is difficult for Wen Pin to imagine the current situation in Hefei.

Zhang Liao carried his armor and a long sword, and in the blazing sun, he slowly walked to the temporary shack in the city, where the cavalrymen gathered to rest. dry food meals.

The army and the people are of one mind, and the army and the people are of one mind. This concept, which was once used as a slogan by both Soochow and Liu Bei, has now quietly penetrated into every battle of the Cao army relying on the city under the radiation of the battle in Xiangyang.

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Having said that, Zhu Huan, Jiang Qin, Ding Feng, etc. -- these are generals who have different responsibilities, but their goal is to make profits for Jiangdong. How could they give up so easily?

The next two days of battles were interspersed with the constant game with Zhang Liao's cavalry. , The Hefei battlefield, where the knife saw blood and the broken limbs flew, was the most brutal battlefield parallel to the Xiangyang front.

And under such circumstances, finally... the army led by Zhu Huan began to have problems like this—

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"I...I...I can't take it anymore! Go away! Don't stop me!"

"Go away! Go away! Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill anyone!!"

After the bloody battle, more than [-] corpses of Soochow people were left behind. Zhang Liao led the cavalry away, but...

A Soochow soldier with bloodshot eyes, tightly holding the ring-headed sword, waving the blade around, constantly forcing back those companions who seemed to want to get close to him:

"Please... I beg you, don't stop me, I can't die here, the old mother in my family is blind and can't see... Without me, she will only have to wait to die... Don't stop me, I have to go back!"

He had a vicious expression on his face, but the tears that burst from his eyes were his true psychological portrayal.

To stay here - to die for nothing.

He is not a child soldier nurtured by the gentry. Those disciple soldiers are obviously the same as their white dings, and they all live in this military camp, but they can live farther, live more freely, and more safely...

"Longzi, lame, Laoqiu, they are all dead... They asked me to take care of their parents before they died... Can you guys get out of the way..."

Those who kept approaching this soldier with the sword, some were soldiers from noble families, and some who felt the same way... But they could only hold the sword... toward their colleagues, because this was a military order.

With a plop, the soldier who looked young fell to his knees directly, as if he wanted to beg everyone's tolerance in this way, he had to escape, otherwise, not only the elders of his family would die alone in this troubled world, no one would Forget it, even his colleagues and fellow villagers will face such a dilemma.

He was the last single seedling in their Zhuangzi, and rushed out with a desperate mentality, and agreed that no matter who became famous in the future, whoever would help the parents who left them in the Zhuangzi to take care of them and enjoy their old age.

But he can't see the future.

For nearly ten days, the army never arrived in Hefei, and now more and more people are running away. They can't win. Even people like him who have never read books can see that they are holding on, but they are not. Meaningless death under the stubbornness of those generals.

He was about to flee today, but was discovered by his colleagues, who pressed him, and he panicked even more.

He went back and forth, and finally ended up being surrounded and had nowhere to escape before the tent—not what he wanted.

It seemed that he was indeed moved by his pleas. Gradually, a road was slowly withdrawn for everyone in front of him. The road extended to the depths of the barracks. After leaving the back of the barracks, he could embark on his own way back. to the hometown that you miss.

He lost the knife, cried, picked up the package beside him, and muttered words of thanks: thank everyone for letting him go and letting him live—

"The great kindness and virtue of all of you will never be forgotten... When I return to my hometown, I will burn incense and worship Buddha for you, and pray for your peace!"

After wiping away the tears, it's time to go.

His feet are fast, and the scene in front of him is constantly changing, but...

laugh--

I don't know what voice sounded, very crisp, very neat——

He was puzzled, but he didn't look back, but the exclamations of the crowd suddenly sounded around him, which made him a little scared:

"You... what's wrong with you?"

He wanted to say this, and was about to turn his head, but found that his eyes were getting lower and lower, he couldn't control his body, he fell to the ground in front of him for no reason, blood poured out of his throat, and he choked. He wanted to cough but couldn't.

At the last moment before closing his eyes, he saw that his headless corpse had fallen to the ground and wanted to cry - but he didn't have the ability.

Everyone exclaimed, looking at Han Dang who came out of the crowd with a long knife, no one dared to question Han Dang's actions.

"Escape from battle? Anyone else make way for him? I think you are really tired of living..."

Han Dangchao spat at the headless body, stood the knife beside him, wiped the blood from his face, and looked around the group of soldiers who dared to let go of the deserters with extremely indifferent eyes:

"Next time—"

"That's what happened to everyone."

Chapter [-] They all run away, so I will run too

The same thing may not be staged several times in a day, but this time, it caused a huge psychological shadow to many people.

They didn't even know the name of the soldier killed by Han Dang, but his blood was splattered on everyone's heart.

If the idea does not germinate, it may be really difficult for someone to think about such a thing, but the idea of ​​being a deserter has penetrated everyone's heart at the moment——

There are two options in front of everyone:

If you run away, you may be found and killed, but if you succeed, you can live incognito and live well.

If they don't run away, every day may be the last day of their lives, and victory or defeat is no longer important.

Why do people like gamblers appear?

Of course not because of how much money it pays to bet on this kind of thing.

On the battlefield, everyone is gambling. The gamblers in the casino are addicted to gold and silver, and they spend gold and silver, but on the battlefield—they are soldiers who gamble with their lives—

It's not how attractive gambling is that makes gamblers, but everyone is a gambler, it's just that they can accept it to a greater or lesser degree.

None of the soldiers who fought to the death did not want to be able to get military exploits, and then return to their hometown in honor of their lives. But you tell them now that they will die if they do not escape, and they may survive if they escape. Such a choice It's no longer a gamble.

It is better to die than to live. The attraction of living always becomes especially attractive when people face death.

Therefore, one person escapes, and one person fails to escape, which will not affect their decision.

Just like the embankment that collapsed in the ant's nest, an introduction opened the valve of the turbulent water, as if the ant's nest had made a hole in the embankment, and one shot - out of control.

On the same day, after Han Dang killed a soldier who failed to escape, Zhang Liao swept the army of the Soochow people again two hours later. This time, Zhang Liao killed very few people because he saw - saw The opportunity for victory mentioned in the kit:

When the Soochow people started to flee without a fight, it meant that the Hefei garrison battle was about to enter the final stage.

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"Damn it! Everyone ran away! How to fight this battle!!"

There was constant noise outside the tent, and there were soldiers running back and forth in front of the door, but don't get me wrong—this is not the enemy... Nearly a thousand soldiers fled together just now, and Zhu Huan, who was shocked by this, hurriedly sent Han Dang, Generals such as Ding Feng and Zhou Tai led the team to arrest people——

What should I do after I get it back?

Killing is definitely not killing, because when Han Dang kills, some people shouted the rat who would rather die than escape, which made everyone realize that at this time, if you kill, it is forcing the soldiers to escape.

But...they can't catch many people-

Obviously they are all their own soldiers and horses, but they still have gambling intentions in their hearts. They will not leave even if they are forced to go, but those who escaped are all their colleagues—

Some people have not killed a few enemies, and you want him to catch those colleagues who escaped. This is obviously a bit inhumane, and few people will do their best.

As a result, when Zhou Tai came back cursing, only [-] or [-] of the nearly [-] fleeing soldiers were captured.

"How's the situation? How much did you get back?" Zhu Huan frowned and went up to meet him, only to see Zhou Tai sigh heavily.

"A lot of people were caught... but some were caught, and they committed suicide by biting their tongues... This... how can they be caught?"

"Bite your tongue and kill yourself?"

Zhu Huan was stunned. He thought that after issuing the order that the fleeing soldiers would not be punished, those who were captured would understand their difficulties and would stay in the army in peace... But the current situation made Zhu Huan a little panicked. ——

"Don't you want to stay here even if you die?"

Jiang Qin walked in from the door with a livid face. The situation on his side was the same as on Zhou Tai's side - someone was arrested, even if they persuaded them to tell them that they would not be punished for escaping, but some People have completely given up the idea of ​​joining the army, and being captured means that their decision has failed, and they will give themselves the final execution.

"Hugh..."

Zhu Huan looked at Jiang Qin madly, saw Jiang Qin's lips trembling slightly, and finally said a few words:

"This battle... can't be fought again."

At the same time, the rest of the generals also came to the tent one after another - it's not that they haven't fought hard battles, but...the army's heart has been scattered, and they can't save them.

"Xiu Mu, the military's heart has been dissipated. It's not your fault that you lost this battle... Zhang Zhao had delayed the military flight before, and even interrupted the normal schedule of the army... After returning to Wancheng, we will pick up the lord and return to Jiangdong. , it will be fine..."

Zhu Zhi also said this to Zhu Huan, Zhu Huan was sluggish, his eyes kept swept to the people around him... He finally realized that he had lost.

"General... Generals! No... it's not good!"

"What's the matter, tell me now!"

Suddenly a pawn came to the tent in a panic, and said with a pale face:

"They've all run away!"

"Everything ran away?"

Jiang Qin frowned and stepped forward, pressing one hand on the pawn's body. The pawn was obviously frightened by Jiang Qin, and he finally told the truth after stumbling:

"Then... those who went to catch deserters also started to run!"

After saying this... The pawn seemed to be afraid of Jiang Qin's aura, so he hurriedly broke free from the shackles and fled all the way before turning around, but everyone thought he was afraid of Jiang Qin, but they didn't expect the pawn to move towards the handsome tent. The crowd bowed deeply, bowed again and again, and then ran in the opposite direction from the crowd.

"This…"

There was silence in the handsome tent, and Jiang Qin stared at the pawn who had apparently escaped, speechless for a long time.

Everyone turned back and looked at Zhu Huan who was in the center.

Zhu Huan felt that everyone's eyes were different, but they were full of complex emotions. Unconsciously, his lips were a little dry, and his throat was a little hoarse: