Chapter 977: The Magnificent Power of Han (One Hundred and One)

The tents fell down, flames shot into the sky, and the originally crystal clear stream was now dyed red. Even if the upstream water kept coming, it still couldn't dilute its color. Countless corpses were lying around the stream, and the entire camp had completely fallen into the water. In the hands of the Red Scarf Army, even the leader Zhang Shicheng died on the spot.

Zhang Shicheng had a chance to escape, but he knew very well that once the team spirit was lost, the entire situation would have uncontrollable consequences. He tried his best to organize a counterattack in an attempt to save the defeat. However, Hong Hong suffered a lot after hiding in the mountains for several days. At this moment, the soldiers were full of anger and had no place to vent their anger. They had caught them as a punching bag, and there was no reason to let them go easily. After a fierce battle, Zhang Shicheng was killed by a tiger's head on his horse, and the resistance of the Qi army came to an abrupt end. .

Thousands of people were killed on the spot, more than a thousand were taken as prisoners, and the rest fled in scattered directions. The army, which no longer had an organized regiment, was about to fall into the hands of the Red Turban Army.

Carrying the bloody knife, Zhao Yian walked among the corpses on the ground, and the tiger head came towards him, "How about it, Staff Officer Zhao? Have fun!"

"Extremely enjoyable!" Zhao Yian laughed loudly, "Speaking of General Tiger Head, this kind of life is even more exciting. For more than a year, I have been bored in the classroom and war room, pointing at the map and sand table. I was moving my hands and feet, thinking hard, and almost forgot that I was once a soldier who wandered on the battlefield and in front of the Yama Hall several times."

"Hahaha, each has its own advantages." Hutou said with a smile: "Actually, it is very difficult for the king to recruit you who have served as soldiers and fought in wars to serve as staff and plan operations. What we are most afraid of are some people who have no idea at all. What is the battlefield like for scholars to make blind decisions based solely on their imaginations? That is terrible."

Zhao Yian choked slightly, because he knew that after their class, many of the students recruited by the Staff Section had never been on the battlefield at all, and were just weak scholars. It seems that these things have made these front-line students The soldiers have already complained a lot. Obviously, a person like Hutou would never trust such a person to command him. It seems that he should report this situation to his superiors in time to avoid any trouble. .

Hu Tou didn't seem to realize that a casual complaint would make Zhao Yian think so much. He extended his sword into the stream and swung it to clean the blood on it. Although Zhao Yian was a staff officer, his performance on the battlefield made Hu Tou very disappointed. Appreciation, after all, is a person who has been through many battlefields.

"Next, we have to keep up our efforts. Before the enemy has come to their senses, we can capture Tuanfeng County with one force. In this way, we have perfectly achieved our pre-war goal. I think the boss will be pleasantly surprised. , and Tian Jingwen must be very upset, because we got the first prize again. Ha!" Hu Tou picked up the big knife and looked at the blade, "What a fool, the knife has curled up."

Zhao Yian looked around. From the accumulation of fatigue in the previous few days, coupled with the excessive outbreak of the previous battle, the soldiers were obviously extremely tired. They did not even clean the battlefield. Most of the soldiers were sitting or lying on the ground to rest. Beside him , there was a soldier with his head resting on the enemy's corpse, snoring like thunder.

"General Hutou, I just want to let the soldiers rest for a while. I'm afraid if we continue to march forcefully like this, many people will be exhausted. Besides, Tuanfeng is a county town after all, and there should be a lot of soldiers and horses in it. I'm afraid We still have to fight." Zhao Yian said.

Hutou frowned, "What you said makes sense, so I let the soldiers rest for two hours. Staff Zhao, I think you are also exhausted. You don't need to participate in the next battle. You can go back and report to the boss." , my side continues to attack the team style, and he still needs to provide support, otherwise my side will fight vigorously and Wang Pei will take the backseat, which will be miserable."

Zhao Yian nodded, "I saved this. Not only is Bai Houye going to launch another attack, I'm afraid Tian Jing'an won't be able to sit still anymore. He will definitely send troops from either side. This time he will definitely use his milk." When I get my strength out, I will not act like before and completely drive Wang Pei out of Gaotang, and this is the battle."

The war situation in Qi State in August was as unpredictable as the weather in August. First, the Red Turban Army, which was recruited by Linzi, launched a large-scale attack on Wang Pei in Fengyang. After more than ten days of fighting, the Red Turban Army suffered heavy losses. They had to retreat. Just when Jimo was rejoicing, thinking that the Red Turban Army had been greatly weakened by this battle, and that it was just around the corner to expel them from Gaotang, the situation suddenly changed. Zhang Shicheng, who was stationed in Tuanfeng and guarded the Jimo side, was killed by the Red Turban Army. The news of the sneak attack and the loss of Tuanfeng reached Jimo only one day later than the news of Fengyang's victory.

Just after the carnival, the bad news arrived, and Jimo immediately fell into shock and panic.

Although Jimo is the base camp where Tian Fucheng currently rules, there are not many troops stationed in Jimo. Among Tian Fucheng's troops, one was led by Cheng Siwei to attack Linzi, and the other was led by Wang Pei to attack Pinglu. While stationed in Gaotang, a large part of Tian Fucheng's own troops were guarding the Southern Field Army led by Meng Chong of the Han army in Kunzhou. The loss of Tuanfeng meant that the Red Scarf Army could march into Jimo. Now There were endless wars in Gaotang, and most of them fell into the hands of the Red Scarf Army. Taxation was out of the question, and Jimo was Tian Fucheng's only source of funds. If the Red Scarf Army entered Jimo, this only source of taxation would also be in danger. Not to mention dealing with the Red Scarf Army's attack, the cost of maintaining one's own army has become a big problem, not to mention the indemnity to be paid to the Han State. Once the indemnity payment to the Han State is delayed, the Han Army will have more reasons A large army was launched to collect debts.

In desperation, Tian Fucheng could only order Wang Pei to completely withdraw from Gaotang, and his troops to return to Jimo to protect Jimo's safety. The situation in Qi suddenly reversed. Originally, the second-in-command Tian Fucheng had the upper hand, but he lost Gaotang and was trapped in a corner of Jimo. The attack on Linzi was not going well, and Tian Fucheng immediately fell into a dilemma.

Fengyang, Wei Zhiwen marched towards Fengyang City happily. More than ten days ago, he was the spearhead of the attack on Fengyang, but under Wang Pei's obstruction, Wei Zhiwen lost a lot of manpower and still gained nothing. In the end, he had to end without any results, but the victory and defeat changed in the blink of an eye. Wang Pei took the initiative to retreat, Fengyang City was within easy reach. After withdrawing from Fengyang, the troops of the second son of Tian had no more defenses in Gaotang, which also meant that Gaotang had completely changed hands.

Entering Fengyang as a victor, Wei Zhiwen felt that it was the best comfort for the brothers who died here a few days ago.

With the sound of horse hooves, a knight rushed over from the front like the wind, and when he arrived in front of Wei Zhiwen, he rolled off the saddle.

"General Wei, it's bad!" The knight shouted.

Wei Zhiwen's heart jumped, "What's the matter, is Wang Pei unwilling to leave and set a trap?"

"No, our army's outpost arrived When we entered Fengyang City, Tian Jingwen's troops had already entered the city first. They guarded the city gate and prevented our troops from entering the city. Now the two sides are confronting each other at the city gate!" The knight shouted.

"Fuck him!" Wei Zhiwen was furious and started cursing. He was born a pirate, with a bad temper and could not tolerate any injustice. A few days ago, Lord Bai and Tian Jingwen agreed to attack Fengyang together to lure Zhang Shicheng's troops in Tuanfeng to come back for help so that General Hutou could successfully capture Tuanfeng. Tian Jingwen, the son of a bitch, agreed well, but when he attacked, Tian Jingwen on the other side did not work hard. , so that Wang Peixing had enough strength to stop Wei Zhiwen, not to mention luring Zhang Shicheng to come to help, just relying on the troops in Wang Pei's hands, Wei Zhiwen suffered a big loss. Many of the old brothers who came ashore together from the sea that year were killed. Now Hutou has taken Tuanfeng. Wang Pei saw that things were not going well and ran away. Tian Jingwen came to pick peaches and ran faster than anyone else.

"General Wei, what should we do? The two sides are about to fight." The knight looked anxious.

"Fight if you want, we Red Turban Army are not afraid of these weaklings." Wei Zhiwen rushed forward with his warhorse: "Brothers, let's go and teach Go and teach these sons of bitches a lesson."

In front of Fengyang City, the Red Turban Army soldiers were full of indignation. The city gates were closed at this time. On the top of the city, the Qi army was ready for battle. From the parapets, you could vaguely see sharp arrows flashing with cold light aiming at the Red Turban Army below the city. A Qi army general stood on the city wall and shouted loudly to the Red Turban Army below the city.

"By order of General Tian Jingwen, our army has entered Fengyang City. You must leave quickly and not gather here to make noise. If you come closer, we will not be polite."

He was answered by the deafening curses from below the city. Amid the curses, teams of The Red Turban Army moved forward a few steps.

The Qi army general on the city waved his hand, and a crossbow arrow shot down with a whistling sound. With a thud, it was inserted a dozen steps in front of the Red Turban Army. "This is a military order. Since you have been recruited by the court, you should obey the order of General Tian. Anyone who crosses this arrow will be killed without hesitation!"

Below the city, the Red Turban Army made even more noise, and the generals on the city became nervous. What if the Red Turban Army really crossed this arrow? Should they really order to shoot? This would mean a war with the Red Turban Army. He was nervous and sweat dripped from his face.

Just as he was anxious, a series of horns suddenly sounded behind the Red Turban Army, calling out: At the sound of horns, the Red Turban Army, which was rushing towards the city, suddenly retreated like a tide. The Qi army general on the city was relieved. Unfortunately, he did not understand the meaning of the Red Turban Army's horns.

The retreating Red Turban Army began to reorganize their formation. The previous chaos quickly returned to order in the sound of horns. They formed an attack formation about a mile away from the city. Behind them, smoke and dust rolled, and dozens of riders rushed in quickly. Further behind, more troops were rushing here.

Wei Zhiwen reined in his horse, looked at the city, and spit on the ground fiercely.

"First, What did that bastard in front of him yell?" He casually called over a Red Turban Army sentry and asked.

"General, he said that anyone who crosses this arrow will be killed!" Ya Jiang said angrily.

"Fuck him!" Wei Zhiwen spit on the ground again, "You wait here."

He rode forward, walked forward leisurely, approached the crossbow arrow, crossed the crossbow arrow, then stopped and looked at the Qi army general on the city: "I am Wei Zhiwen, the commander of the third battalion of the Red Turban Army. I have now passed this crossbow arrow. If you have the guts, kill me!"

He looked at the Qi army general on the city provocatively and roared. (To be continued)